Vintage

The longest night must have an end
As well as a beginning
You engulf me into my senses
My body feels nauseous, head spinning

The phone leers at me
Taunting
Menacing
The hard black plastic is the way I feel about you.
Or the way I want to feel.

Ceiling fall over me
Crush me
Make me believe
That this person i called mine
Is just another vintage piece

My body relaxes
What a gorgeous day it was
Dinner was better than usual
I remember when we made dinner together

Oh how I wish you weren't here.
Why you do this to me, I'll never know.
But the day you decide to take a chance
I will have moved on
To bigger horizons
Exciting new beginnings
And you will just be
Another vintage piece
In a place where I store my mistakes.