What a shame!
I felt things I shouldn’t. With you not here.
I said things I wouldn’t. With you unaware.
I did things I couldn’t. With you elsewhere.
You were not around to see. For you had left a lot before me.
I pulled a skull from the cupboard and cleaned it up.
I pretended it was you when I was lonely.
Heart out, lips sealed, I offered you some cake.
A cold silence followed.
For you had left before you finished dessert.
This was the cake you never ate.