How Insensitive

How insensitive I must have seemed
when she told me that she loved me . . .
how unmoved an’ cold I must have seemed
when she told me so sincerely

Why she must have asked
do I just turn an’ stare in icy silence?
What was I to say
what can you say when a love affair is over?

Now, she’s gone away
and I’m alone with a memory of her last look
vague an’ drawn an’ sad . . . I see it still
all her heartbreak in that last look

How she must have asked
could I just turn an’ stare in icy silence?
What was I to do . . .
what can one do when a love affair is over?

What can you do
when a love affair is over?

It’s over