Why

The tables are turned,

the chances are gone,

The doors been shut,

the curtains are drawn.

Watching from a distance,

trying to pick up the pieces.

Pieces of my broken heart,

shattered and torn on the floor.

Cuddling embraces,

sweet innocent kisses.

Hugs in the darkness,

noises in the night.

Bright laughter,

warmth in the smiles.

Curled in a hole,

swallowing my pride.

Anything for my friends,

anything for their love.

Don't leave me behind,

I need them so much.

Words unheard,

and never spoken.

Broken,

Why?