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THE FOOLISHNESS OF THINKING
Such a large expanse of bed.
Such a huge amount of mattress spreading from side to side
Such a small area taken up
Such an infinitesimal amount of space being used
A half empty shelf
A half filled CD tower
A half of closet left to fill
A half of heart left to bleed
I thought it would last, perhaps only I did
I thought she loved me, perhaps only I did
I thought I was her always, perhaps only I did
I thought there would be no one else, perhaps only I did
And now I am left with knowledge I don't need
And now I am left with knowledge of others
And now I am left with a hole in my life
And now I am left with a gaping hole in my life
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