Suburban Decay

I think if you’d have said goodbye it would’ve hurt less.

I always expected a grandiose final scene,

Exploding into raw emotion and hopeless heartache.

A few kind words,

left unread,

don’t seem to do it justice.

And rather than some sharp searing pain,

perpetuated by passion,

I find a dull ache of maybe?

And what if?

It could be seen as cruel,

The way you suckered my soul into this deluded devotion.

But I don’t see it that way.

No, I don’t see it like that at all.

We were too young, 

Too rash and reckless,

Too in love.

-Rob Padfield