Act I

  Without words,
We sang into the night 

I used to be your moon,
giving off a warm, dim light

Without you,
I am just another star in the deep dark sky


Without you,
I am free to breathe again

But I'd rather be choking on this hold you have on me
Than be without you.

Act II

  Early morning tea

Midday knitting 

Afternoon chats

Late night thoughts 

Blogging about nothing

Talking about the future of my life 

And what I should do

Without you

Act III

  Sometimes I think about you
in the darkness of my room.
I shouldn't.
My girlfriend would get upset, 
come to find you and wring your neck

She would break your bones
and throw you in the sea.
Because you see, 
I still long for you...

No.

I realized that my feelings are wrong 
about you.
You kept me trapped 
under your "Icy" rule.
(So much for being vague
making you seeing an old name?)

I was hidden in my room,
away from my family.
They mattered more than you ever did.
You just never understood.

I've given up on you.
Unfollow. Remove. Unfriend.
I'm glad we got to know each other.

But my feelings have changed.

I'm glad to be Without You.