Why did you play that song that night?
And why did you make me feel like a natural woman and hold me so tight and make me feel so real and warm and wanted?
Why did you sing songs with me?
And why did you kiss me on my neck?
Why did you play me music and write me poems?
When all you ended up doing was leaving me alone?
Why did you take my poems?
Why did you take my breath?
You took my songs and you accepted my gifts
You took my time and I only let you because I thought you were mine

Why were you there?
And why aren’t you here anymore?
Why did you change?
Why aren’t things the same?

Why were we friends
And how did we become so?
Why are there so many things about you I don’t know?
Why did I think you loved me as I loved you?
Why didn’t you love me?
How did we grow so far after being so close?

What happened to the kingdom we built?

You were the only one who mattered for so long
The phone that was never ignored
You were the dedication written and signed
The muse I cried over and wept for
The words I pored over, night after night

The body for which I never longed, but always wanted
You were always drops full of love that I couldn’t realize
A face drowned in tears
A throat choked up with emotion

And I’m calling you out tonight
Pulling your memory back to mind
Back to an empty space in me
My brain is screaming out the question, why?
And I’m left wondering what happened