What will it take for you to notice and see
What will it take for you to hear me
What will it take for you to stop taking me for granite
Do you know I may be on my way to leave?
This relationship feels like a long autumn and all the trees have shed their leaves
I can no longer try to nuture this dry barren tree
I'm alone in so many ways
Walking like a zombie on this neverending cycle of barrenness
One day you may miss the smiles and kiss
But I cannot partake in this much longer it doesn't make any sense.

© Isabel Page