Shake

The 4th short in the series "Behind The Empty Curtain".

It's 11:30pm on a Tuesday & your in my world again.
You kissed me till the morning light & I wondered if you'd carry me home;
I can't shake the empty feeling, I can't shake the empty touch.
Your love is touching my soul, but I'm still wandering about.

I'm a ghost walking alone heading for the door,
yet time won't heal or forgive yesterday.
It's pitch dark & I can't remember when you were last here,
in your sleep do you remember my name ?
can you see my face ?
was it all an accident ?

When you looked at me was everything simple ?
It wasn't me kissing you goodbye, but I know you felt that sad shadow of myself
I'm losing your love on purpose & I can't stop
please stop looking for the exit sign, I can see your eye on the door
for you warned me of the trouble & truth & I didn't care to say goodbye