Gone

I read the lines

and could hear your voice

telling me

everything I didn't want

to hear. 

I'd been waiting

for so long

for you to say

something,

anything,

that I never thought

what I would do

if what you said

was that you didn't 

pick me

love me

want me

need me

the way I

always knew

you would

because the thing is

years ago

you were the one

saying something

different,

telling me

I was the one

you'd looked for

all your life - 

a title too big

for one girl

to wear

and one

you weren't 

qualified

to give. 

And so

I've just been here

sitting and waiting

on someday,

not realizing

that someday

came and went

without me

even noticing. 

It went without

a hint

it was going

or even a goodbye. 

It went without

a kiss on the cheek

or spending one

last night

pretending

it would stay. 

Maybe it was gone

before I got up

or before

I even fell asleep.

Maybe it was gone

the moment

those words

left your lips

and I was too lost

in the sentiment

to know better. 

It doesn't matter

when someday

came and went.

It only matters

that it's gone.