Love You. Good Night.

I’m not just a thing that you keep in your room

I wasn’t put here for you to consume

Just to speak when asked to and told what to do

And left to get dusty when I become inconvenient for you

To think when you don’t see me I stop to exist

That a kind word can make up for the days you have missed

You forget, actions speak louder than any word you say

‘I love you my darling’ – but you are never here to stay

The room’s getting darker, would take two to keep it bright

Maybe tomorrow – ‘Love you. Good Night.’

By Verena Zyla - 24/08/2013