Left Luggage
Gone, you parked me here
As usual to wait your return
What men took my place?
Such lessons I never learn
I'm gasping for air in here
A dark locker is bondage
You took the key to the lock
I'm unwanted left luggage
Claustrophobia eats at
What self-respect I had
As nearby lockers open
I'm sure I'm going mad
Is that a key into a lock?
Are you to free me at last?
Will you release my love
End my famine-like fast?
You returned, let me out,
For now I breathe easy
I fear you'll go again, I'm
Never less than queasy
The worm turned, no more
Will Charlie bend the knee,
The look on your face when
I left after turning the key!
I'm gasping for air in here
A dark locker is bondage
You took the key to the lock
I'm unwanted left luggage
<Deleted User> (13740)
Sat 7th Nov 2020 12:27
Aw we all feel like this, both men and women. What other women took my place? Its that fine line between jealousy and possession and letting someone have their freedom. I believe if you love someone enough you let them go if they want to go, because love is free. But it's easier said than done. Then there's in love and just love, unrequited love, all sorts of love, with all this love around why is there so much hate in the world? Xx