toothbrush
Montag, Juli 6th, 2009You left in tears
and I don’t know
when I will see you again.
We made a mess today
but so we do quite often.
It’s just the way you went
without a kiss or proper goodbye.
You rushed away
left me alone -
but I don’t know what to do
when you’re gone.
I found your toothbrush
in my cup.
And even if I know
it doesn’t mean a thing to you
it makes me happy
to see your stuff
lying all about my place.
Sure it looks like hell
in here
But it gives me a warming comfort
that you will return to me
that I will see you
yet again.






