darning my socks in the night

alone.

again.

this is home

the place I recognize

best of all.

all the promises

this time ’round

sting more than I’d known before…

you were to take me

away from here

and drown the other memories

tempered in the fire

of your eyes

your hair–

your smile.

love just left here.

splattered in my face,

it’s me who is drowning

not the memories,

the bad times

the pain…

they are all safe and dry inside my head

and you’ve reached the shore

walking away

not looking back…