You step out in my attentive suit
Pillows, pills and bills block your way
I find tear-stained sheets
Who were you at 3AM?
There you go in the evenfall
Lined artwork bleeding
Kitchen glass breaking
Bright eyes seeking
The sound of a throat constricting
Suspire and oxygen melting
Someone who is no longer here.
Many people do you meet:
The boy keeping a stash
The girl laughing too hard
The man feeding his meal to the cat
The woman sharpening the knife
In the library, the bridge under, the computer screen
Each knowing the smiles meant goodbye.