Sitting in this empty room,nI mourn the bright, but embrace the gloom.nThese thoughts of you within my brainnThe only things that keep me sane.nnThe walls are white, this table brownnI yearn for noise, some tender soundnSilent I sit and alone I write,nWithout your love, without your light.nnBut if I'd ever said a wordnSurely you'd have found it absurd;nSo quiet am I, you'd never guessnI loved you more than all the rest.nnSo now I wait and watch the time.nAnd speak my deepest wish in rhyme.nFor otherwise you'd never know.nI let you slip, let you go.