I watch TV, he waits for me.
I want to be back there.
I send a message on my phone,
I might be coming round.
I can’t be sure, I have to wait,
Is that ok with you?
Of course it is, he lies barefaced,
Come over when you can.
I hate to keep him holding on,
It’s such a silly game.
I wish the demons wouldn’t fight
A war waged in my head.
They tie me down with ropes unseen,
He must not see my shame.
I watch TV at night and wait
To go back there again.
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