Footsteps

The tea half drunk,

The tags ripped off,

The room now empty,

Save me and my memroy.

I shiver despite the heater,

My body confused.

Calm now,

Angry now,

Fearing the future now.

The night will be sleepless,

My mood never fixed.

Take the pictures down quick.

Remove the words you wrote,

Not so long ago.

"I miss you already."

Now new words:

"Goodbye, Charlie."

Oh, why must you use my name?

Why must you say it with those red eyes?

Why must you hold me so long?

And now I hear footsteps on the porch,

And I hope.

I listen for the door,

Anticipate the key I gave you.

I imagine an embrace, 

Imagine words of regret,

Barely heard through sobs.

The footsteps are still now,

I hear the keys shake.

For three moments I wait,

Before the neighbor's door opens,

And the footsteps disappear.

Reviews

[The Archangel Gabriel]

Owner of WC...

I think that I have some rules for you for Writer's Cafe:

1) If you have a problem, please write to Charles Konsor, the owner
2) Your messages get through better if you post them in public,
3) A (mod) after a name means that they are a moderator for Writer's Cafe,
4) The picture of the tree will be made color for default setting of writing for Writer's Cafe, an
5) The kapka to fight Internet bots will be for delete, edit, or add writing to protect the authenticity of the work.

That's all for now. If you need me, you can call me, and I am interested in helping you with programming and also with moderating here on WC.

Thanks,
Shanley

[The Archangel Gabriel]

And, I have to warn you that I occasionally go after nearly psychotic people that are harassing writers and abusing them with harsh language.

I dislike internet trolls, these people as I understand it - trolls.

[The Archangel Gabriel]

I have a couple of issues for you for programming if I remember them in time.

1) When you delete a file, shouldn't the document be removed from the database and not turn up if you put the address of the page in the web address slot on the browser?

2) I forget.

[wander girl]

A perfect description of one's inner voice and sense

[Amber Victoria Tudor]

your words are always enjoyable. Thank you.

[Miss Sharon]

What a beautifully descriptive write Charlie. It is so well written it almost behooves the reader o forget the deep emotional pain contained in your words. ~Sharon