Tell me this wasn’t all just wasted time

Sitting here 6:45 in the evening.

Can’t get the words out of my head.

“ The Autumn leaves have got you thinking

About the first time that you fell”

I don’t know how to describe the pain in my heart .

When I hear that line and think of you.

The empty spaces in conversations

grow longer.

The awkward moments of silence

looking for something to say.

Distance in every word and every line.

Tell me this wasn’t all just wasted time.

In the morning sun, I feel the new days warmth.

Empty and hollow, you haven’t been here

For so long.

A shimmer in the light reminds me of that line.

I hear that line and think of you.

The awkward spaces in conversations

grow longer.

The long moments of silence

looking for something to say.

Distance in every word and every line.

Tell me this wasn’t all just wasted time.