On the Floor

I remember the locked door
As you walked away
The words I couldn't say
Me, lying, crying on the floor

I remember your smile
That hid your tears
That covered all your fears
Their intentions, oh so vile

I remember all that long ago
Only yesterday
And still, today, it hurts me so
It hurts me to this day

This was one of the few poems I've written so long after the inspiring event has passed. In the winter of 1998, I got to know someone, and this is about having that person ripped out of my life, and the helplessness I felt then and the pain I continued to feel. And still do feel.