Written by Emily Harstone | January 25, 2018
He left me standing there. Alone.
Fourteen step program leads to loneliness
Together we’ll go to our tomb.
Marriage? Commitment? Back to solitude again?
Fleetingly, almost desperately, she’d been happy.
The end was just the beginning.
She stood there. Waiting. Wondering. Wishful.
A solitary moment of uninterrupted pensiveness.
She stood up there tired, hungry.
I cried; she was mine once.
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He left me standing there. Alone.
Fourteen step program leads to loneliness
Together we’ll go to our tomb.
Marriage? Commitment? Back to solitude again?
Fleetingly, almost desperately, she’d been happy.
The end was just the beginning.
She stood there. Waiting. Wondering. Wishful.
A solitary moment of uninterrupted pensiveness.
She stood up there tired, hungry.
I cried; she was mine once.