I’m sorry.
I sat alone, at a table meant for two.
Wondering where you were.
If you found someone new.
I laid in bed, and slept alone.
Pretending your voice
Was the dial tone.
Morning came, and the sun rose.
But I stayed in bed.
Not wanting to go.
Hunger struck, and so I went out again.
Picked a place close by
A place meant for friends.
I sat alone, at a table meant for two.
Clutching, in my hands
A ring, meant for you.
