The Road Out

You ran away to get away

from all the silly things I say

and while this may not be the end,

it’s hard to write that and pretend

tomorrow’s just another day.

You must have noticed my wordplay

was camouflaging dull cliche

for when you read what I had penned

you ran away.

I’m clumsy so my mad display

of fondness sounded like foreplay

and now I dimly comprehend

how I have lost a precious friend

and endlessly replay the day

you ran away.