Return

Oh no

not this again

You would not leave my side 

I begged, pleaded you to go

And you did without looking back

Not this shallow bed with forlorn shapes

ghosts of your incessant tossing and turning

The dent in your pillow that always hurts my neck

The exit of the tube station where you kissed my hand

Not this again

Of quiet searching

For a new face, a new space to fill me

I'm tired, my love

I tried to shape you into a better man

And when we both knew

that you would never bend

I twisted my heart into a bigger space

I loved enough for both of us

And now this again

my love, to never brush your cheek 

Or check your teeth

Or fret over your swollen jaw

I loved you enough for both of us

and now this empty bed again