Was that all?
All the nights we spent talking,
All the things we said to eachother,
I always knew I never meant to you,
What you meant to me,
But;
Was that all?

You voice still echoes in my head
And each echo rings like a thousand bells,
I long to hear you,
I long to be able to breath with ease ,
To rid my stomach of this rock
That seems to be tied to it,
But;
You are nowhere to be found.
Was that all?

You used to tell me,
That you hated when somebody disappeared.
But now I'm searching for you,
In the conversations that we had,
And in the places we once sat,
But you're nowhere near.
You, my dear, seemed to have disappeared.

You say it's not me ,
You say that it's actually you,
You say you need space,
Then why am I the only one left without a clue?
The only one being left outside your circle,
The only one who speaks up,
When you stop talking.

And the rest, who can seem to live on 
Without talking to you,
Why are they not apart from this distance?
Why does the one who requires the night
Made a resident of the sun?
And why are those who care not for the night 
Being welcomed into that calming darkness?

I get it.
You wish not to talk to me.
You feel your stomach turn when you think 
Of me.
You push your phone away when you 
See my name blink on it.
But I don't get why.

What did I do that?
Deserves me to be shuned in such a way.
What did I do to you?
And the people before you,
That makes them go away,
That made you go away.

It must be something about me.
It has to be somthing about me.
Or why else would you leave
Just like the others ,
Why would you tell the same things 
The others said,
I need some space they said,
I'm just not feeling right they said ,
But why;
What have I done ?
I don't understand.
I just 
Don't understand

Why you had to go away?
Why you had to go away?
And leave me here,
Thinking about you,
Afraid to be alone,
Seeking people's company 
Just to silence your thoughts with their noise.
I simply,
Don't understand.

It must be me.
It has to be me 
That is why that,
It was all.
It was just this much,
And nothing more.
And nothing more.

Hey guys!

This is the poem I recited at my podcast tonight.

I even explained to my listeners the background behind few of the lines and they related to it.

It was a really good podcast.