If She Were More

Lays in boxes
Strewn across the floor
Waiting
To be packed up and
Moved again.
You speak of promises,
I wait, wait, wait.
I do a lot of wait.
I cry.
Silently,
In the blackness of the night.
I had everything,
I took it away,
Accidentally.
It's gone.
We're spent
Of money,
Of tears,
Of time.
Done waiting.
We saw light at the end of a tunnel,
Didn't know
It was a fire,
The ruthless destroyer.
I watched it burn,
Stood idly by.
Now,
I'm still waiting

For your promises.