Written Instructions
Perhaps
I'm a little dense,
A little foggy,
Not the sharpest
knife in the drawer.
Maybe I wasn't listening,
Didn't quite catch your
meaning,
Let it slip right by me.
It's possible
That what I need
is clarification,
an explanation
A manuel of instruction.
Forgive
my confusion,
The blank expression,
The glazed look in the eye.
You
see
I totally missed
the part where you quit loving me.
I didn't see
it coming,
Didn't hear the goodbye.
I didn't understand
That the
last time
was really...
the last time.
And now I am left
Searching my cluttered mind,
Leafing through all my mental notes
Trying to find
The written instructions
That will tell me how
To
glue back the pieces
Of my broken heart.