Untaken/Left To The Side

I’m left to the side as I watch you walk away

I think to myself as the clouds start to sway

As the sound of your footsteps disappeared

I still listened hoping they would re-appear

The sound of the wind grew louder my hands were as cold as ice

I wore thin clothing with my surrounding filled of mice

I knew you would return, how could you not?

My hope grew stronger and never did it stop