Not Here

It feels like I’m laying next to someone that doesn’t want to be here.
Someone that is physically here but isn’t mentally present.
This presents as a drawback.
You’re pulling away from me.

The lies feel like a language you couldn’t communicate.
Maybe I need to learn how to speak it.
I probably already failed.
My heart is draining.
The love is being poured out by you and you don’t even know it.

I wish I could take it all back.
I hope one day you’ll admit you were wrong.
Where does that leave me?
I’m still laying here, eyes closed, wishing it was last week.

Tears flowing behind closed eyes.
A skill I had to learn to master.
Just as you had to do with your lies.

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