
I do not hear them talking about you anymore.
You have locked their lips and sealed the bedroom door.
Once the bell rings and they hear your steps on the stairs,
All the heaviness will sink, leaving them bare.
But not today, not even tomorrow, honey.
You left us like a cruel god, you cursed them and judged me.
I feel like a child wishing on a falling star at night,
Counting down the passing cars until I run out of light.
Even now I cannot blame you for leaving me behind.
They were coming at you like vultures, gnawing at your mind.
You asked for my guidance, but I never called you back.
The love you wasted on me stung like a heart attack.
If I must be honest, I wish I could erase that part.
The silence in your room turns all air heavy and hard.
But you have melted the key and locked that damn door,
And I really do not hear them talking about you anymore.
-JW