Wake Up Call

I left all my hopes
On my pillow case
In the shape of a warm, wet stain.
And I woke up.
I woke. I rose.
I rose like a rose.
Newly made short, thick, hidden thorns.
Rising from my green stalk.
Rising from a bed of stickiness.

I hadn't truly believed it
Till I heard the disbelief in your voice
When you said:
"You don't have anyone to walk by your side?"
I thought I did.
I thought it was you.

Now, in my head I hear the sounds:
Slamming of taxi doors.
Gravelly rolling wheels.
I have to catch a flight.
I have to fly.
Good bye.