The Wrong Show

No future of ours for you to see
this time I thought you’d be here with me
I looked around, you were gone,
closed your eyes, moved on.
So much in me you don’t know
I take a few steps back and act in my own show.

I wish I’d held on to you tighter
but I let you go – I’m no fighter
so here I stand – free
and I still hear you whisper that song to me.

The Wrong Show

clairet

Dromana, Australia

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