Could I Walk Away
Where is the gleam in your eyes that you once had?
The flame and sparkle are now only amber’s when I come into view.
The warmth and softness of your touch is no loner present.
Your smile is half hearted as you try to pretend.
What I can see clearly in the dept of your mind.
What can I do to make you love me like you once had?
I watch you looking for excuses not to be home.