"Another Lonely Night"
By Kit Pawson

It's been a month since you left me.

I still remember it as though it were yesterday.

You were crying as I recall, the tears leaving silver streaks down your face.

I was pleading with you to stay, saying we could still work it out.

That I still loved you and love was all we really needed.

But you thought we needed more.
More than we had.
More than I was able to give.

Instead, you found it with someone else.
Someone, you said, who loved you more than I did.
Who would always be there for you, instead of putting our life on hold for a business meeting, or a football game.

So you left me, and took with you my reason for living.

I come home to an empty house now.

All the life and color drained by your absence.

Instead of a romantic evening alone, I turn out the lights and cry.

For anybody else, it would be an ordinary saturday evening.

For me, it's just another lonely night.