Stuck

He sits alone in his flat
Content with nothing
But a book
And him
Sleeping
A quick thought of the other
Guilt
Thoughtfull
He seemed for a moment
Maybe she was right
He didn't reply a second
Lack of affection and an odd number
The ending read
A broken promise
She tries to piece the shards together
They're too small
Too complex
Written down
She tries to word in the form of a poem
Disguises characters
Really her
Him
A stranger

(C)Jay.S