Feels like you’re twisting the knife
You left plunged in my chest;
Shredding my heart;
Making me cry;
Reminder that you were here
There were no words left unsaid,
So why are you calling me now?
Don’t write me letters;
Won’t you forget the address?
Reminder that you were here
Keep all the flowers and lies;
I don’t need them now;
Moving on with my life;
Finding new love;
Reminder that you were here
The moment I finally breathe;
Find the strength to move on;
See the light at the end;
Your image appears,
To remind me that you were here
©2017 – V. A. Coote