Already

Breakfast for one,
so all alone,

waiting by the
not ringing phone,

not an email
do I see,
this so unloved me,

still dreaming of
what we had,
missing it so bad,

wondering how long
I can carry on,
singing this sad song,

so all alone,
staring at the phone.

Was that always his plan
for me, for we,
how could this be?




Breakfast for one,
yet I have lost the will
to eat,
to live,
to cry,
to die,

because
I
am
already
dead.