Table for Two
I sit at a table for two, alone, without you.
Violins serenade, tearful notes cascade.
How did I lose you? Why did I doubt you?
My reason for seasons to be replayed and replayed.
Memories burn, my heart still yearns.
Flat champagne turns to bitter lemonade.
I look to the door and wish your return.
The door remains closed and wishes fade.
Couples dance, in slow coiled romance,
Trailing whispered vows across the floor.
Chandeliers; cut glass tears fall at a glance,
Shadows squeeze me, and I withdraw.
Her perfume lingers behind closed eyes.
Distant laughter, allows sobs within.
My world rolls away into darkened skies
A second, shadowy, sinister world rolls in.
A candle glimmers on my table for two.
A table we shared where vows were declared.
Tonight - a table for me, that was meant for you.
I see you there, in the empty chair, then the candle flared.
And for a moment, my heart was alight,
As your hand with the ring rested on mine.
Candlelight in shining eyes; sheer delight.
Your hand fades, as our fingers entwine.
I take my leave and I take my coat
From the man in black who says goodnight.
In tears I ride bitter night air, alone, lonely, afloat,
Until my life is out of sight.
But you always remain with me,
Whatever I do.
Sweetheart – think only good of me –
Because I will always love you.
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