The night was fine
I feel more centered
Echos of past confusion leave me
Work is sane again

I settle in and do my duty
I think about my future
Laugh at a joke
Talk to friends on the phone

Time passes without care
I am alive and feel at peace

Until....
the morning approaches
And I realize
You might be there

You might be in that room!

That little room off to the side
Sitting with your chesire smile
Going about your routine
Thinking whatever you think about

My heart begins to race
What used to be excitement
Now is fear
I dread the walk
I dread the feelings
I dread that little room

It is just a room
Off to the side
Right beside the exit door
To the parking lot
I am embarrassed of my phobia

But I have to pass it to leave!

The first time I noticed you were back,
And I noticed you were in there
I was so taken by surprise that
All I could muster was a silly wave
And a hello before
I panicked and fled

Now each day I pray
That I am distracted by something
Anything to cause me not to look
Into that room
Into your eyes
Into my fear
Anything not to cause me
To remember
How much I love you....