But on some days,
I get this irresistible urge to run to you
And grab your collar and ask
Where we went wrong,
To scream until my vocal cords burst,
To hit you until your bones break,
And my angels weep in desperation.
But then I remember
The emptiness in your eyes
When I left,
your forced laughs,
the nervous gulps,
And my demons smile in satisfaction.