Nothing Left

 

Dark meets light, dusk meets day;
I guess there's nothing left to say.
Everything else has been pre-paid;
The bed left rumpled, cold, unmade.
One last whispered, "I love you;"
I guess there's nothing left to do.
Swept away in the river Time;
Lost without reason, gone without rhyme.
Pain steals pleasure, a silent cry;
I guess there's nothing left to try.
All I did, I did for thee;
But you, you have faded silently.