you can blame me
for the turn your heart took
rail against my indifference
bemoan the drift between us
you can blame me
for standing still
while you moved further away
your eyes to the horizon
but can you blame me
when you turned your heart
as you walked away
leaving me without a thought
you can’t blame me
for staying here so still
the memories trapping the tears
I’ll never let you see
Henry Cavill, just because
It’s nice when the poem comes to me in the morning. Now I feel less pressure to be online later in the day. 😉