I Wonder

will I miss the shuffle of your steps as they pass into eternity, the smacking of lips the icy glare of your stare as you twist the truth making it all about you, I don't exist. how sad we can’t speak the truth without irrational repercussions, threatening accusations an unintended consequence. hidden agendas finally revealed heart stopping statement of fact I should have known I’ve always known, only found it so hard to believe..