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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