You Left

You Left

I don't know what I expected
But what ever it was, that's not what I got
I did NOT expect to cry
as I sat in that church
I walked in angry
I was not there for you
I was there for your mother, your sister, your brothers
I was there for our friends
the ones who had forgiven you
I was there for our childhood
I was NOT there for you.
You made your choice
You walked away
You got stoned, you got sick, you died
You gave everything away - for nothing
You turned your back on me, on your family, on your life
I didn't have to accept you
when you finally decided to reclaim what you had thrown away
And so, I didn't
Then why did I cry?
Why did you go?