Over the phone that day
As I lay lost in her intricate web
Her tears commandeered my mind
Unkind leading the blind
As I lay with mixed thoughts in my head
I waited recalling past times
Rerunning mistakes of mine
As I lay as still as the dead
‘Til she came over to say
She had to be moving away
And sorry if I felt misled
It’s no good to telling you’re when the damage has been done
I won’t alleviate your guilt ‘fore you ride off into the sun
Was I just an insect, you the spider being fed?
This whole time have I been trapped in Charlotte’s web?
xo.
