Steem poetry contest- episode 10

WORLDS APART...
And you'd come by in the morning,
Only to find my body hanging down from the ceiling,
With a note on the lamp stand,
Telling you how much I loved you,
I still do even now that we are worlds apart..

Slowly you walked out,
Feeling broken,
Thinking about why you never admitted your love for me...
Why you took pleasure in treating me the way you did...

But its too late!
Too late to regret..
There's no going back now..
There goes our commitments, our love anthem and promises..
All down the drain..

It haunts you now,
Discomfort becomes your companion,
Guilty conscience becomes the compass that guides you,
Tears the sweet wine that quenched your thirst,
And regrets your soul food!!

But I'm here... always,
In the pocket of your sleeved shirt, right next to your heart,
A constant reminder I'll always be

I'm still here, forever...
Hanging down the ceiling where you found me,
Loving you daily even now that we are worlds apart!