Leftover Love

Leftover Love

 

 

 

 

I never dreamed

you’d walk away

leaving me to figure out

the small stuff,

with empty bottles of Grey Goose Vodka

and a mattress fit for a King,

playing solitaire

upon the high thread count of sheets

of an unmade bed,

of a leftover love.

 

 

 

 

photography by Mecuro B. Cotto

Reviews

[Verdant Cynic]

Really sad poem. It captures the idea of heartbreak and abandonment, but I felt it was a bit short. I felt it was building up to something, then it was over.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Sometimes, you just gotta go with what your gut tells you. I was pleased with the closing lines, and found no need to say more. I think the reader can pretty much take it from there. Thank you!

[daninstockholm]

sad poem filled with questions, and no answers,, lovely write my dear!! xx

[Kelly Scheppers]

My muse always ventures there to that place...and I stroll along, well remembering the pain. Thank you, Dan...hope the new year brings you much joy! x

[daninstockholm]

as does mine,, Happy New Year to you as well!