Words

Never will you know the state,
The state you left me in last night.
Supposedly my best friend,
You left me and I cried.

Hot tears streaming down my face,
Burning, blistering my skin.
I tried to tell you,
But you wouldn’t listen.

You heard my words of course,
In my mind, they were begging you to stay.
My voice held so much meaning,
Yet all you heard was “yes, goodnight, okay.”

Words, just words, that’s all I needed to hear,
But I was left empty, alone in despair.