I park my car in the driveway.
I walk the short distance to my front door.
But I can’t help but gaze across the street.
Where you used to park your car.
For your, just for a few hour, visits.
It’s been a few months.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
I had hundreds of options but I chose you.
It had to be fate because you took everything.
Actually I gave it to you.
I trusted you instantly.
And believe me love with my past that is rare.
Now you don’t answer,
And you tossed me aside like garbage.
But I still care and I hate it.
Love please come back.
That’s all I ask.