Sunday

I dreamt of your love and the sorrow it caused
When you dangled it in front of me
Like a kitten with a ball of string
Jerking it just out of reach
Taunting me with what could have been
With the chance to step into that otherworld
Of happiness and caring

I wanted someone to dance with on a quiet Tuesday night
To look at with my tired eyes and not feel inadequate
Who would make me feel good and I could reciprocate.
All is through that glass door,
Through the glass door I cannot shatter,
The way you shattered my heart.

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