Now that it’s over
and the realisation has struck
Expected to be over him am I,
and live my life anew.

Then why is my heart so heavy
and life as it is so tough?
So hard to let him go
from this anxious heart so bruised.

Nights and days still filled with him
like yesterday it was, when on the radio
a song was played yet again to make me sob.

Tingling in my being
the memory of his touch
Oh why Oh why dear God
did you let me love him so much.

 TeAnne © Feb 1.1998