by Linda Batey

Created on: April 04, 2008

Just go and leave me alone.
I've been here many times before.
Rejected, empty and lost.
I'll be fine.

My heart is hollow and empty
Longing for his comforting arms;
His words of undying love.
I'll be okay.

Maybe by Tuesday or Wednesday,
Perhaps by July or August,
The knife in my soul will be gone.
I think I'll be get right.

Just hold me tighter,
Tell me I'm better off now,
Let me cry til your shoulder is wet;
I'll be fine, really.

Have all of these years and all of my time
Been worthless and wasted?
Was my obsession the undoing of what we shared?
I'll get through, I hope.

The storm will pass and the clouds will clear,
If I'm lucky and sleep a lot.
God, I miss him, but really,
I'll be fine.

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