Vacant hope,
Faithless expectancies.
Things that I covet,
But will not receive.

Waiting emotively.
Gazing out windows.
Persuading myself
With a slight innuendo.

I know that it’s ended.
But the trust still vestiges.
That soon you will miss me
But that hope soon leaves.

Because deep down,
I detect you are gone.
I’ve ruined our life
With my flaw and my wrong.

&My apologies are useless,
But I offer them with plea.
That soon you’ll be absolving ,
And come back soon to me.
 
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