Take me away.
Lead me to a little house
on a hill, picket fence
enclosing the fresh lush garden.
Lead me to the front door.
Let's make this our home.

We'll lie in the meadows
during Sunday afternoon picnics.
Children's laughter chiming,
while I'm wrapped in your kisses,
embraced in your warmth.
Let's make this our home.

When the rain storms down
on the roof ahead, and
our frustrated words like
lightning darts around the room.
Open your arms and forgive me.
Let's make this our home.

This is what I have
prayed for, for so long.
It's here ..............
But the fear
inside me weighs me
down like shackles
around my feet.
I'm afraid to take
the leap.

I'm slowly dying inside.
You've ripped your heart
from my being, and given
it to someone else.
Leaving me with this
big gaping emptiness,
So please .............

May I have my heart back?

I used to live every day,
breathing you in.
Now, I'm hoping that each
exhilation will somehow help
in letting you go..
But I'm aching and hurting
with futile longing,
and I know I'll never have
your heart again,
so please ...............

May I have my heart back?

Battered and bruised,
wearing the scars of
rejection...... I don't mind.
Before I die, please .......

May I have my heart back?

Whoever came up with the line:
"If you love someone, let them go"?
Why should we let go of those we love?

What happened to prince charming,
facing challenges and adversity?
Who is willing to fight for love ........... to fight for me?

Standing on the hilltop
the autumn wind rushing by
endlessly cutting through my
longing body.
Tearing you from me
chilling me to the bone.

I reach out my hands, but
how does one grab hold of
the wind, a fleeting memory.
Something that
was never yours to keep?
Leaving me here, alone.

Sadness throbbing,
clenching my heart.
Tugging.
Pulling.
Aching.
Hurting.

Tears start flowing.
Heartache worstening.
Struggling breathing.
Sobbing.
Aching.
Crying.

Whenever you walk out the
door, you leave behind
Loneliness. I've grown
accustomed to his company.
But this time he introduced
me to his friend.

Longing stirs within me
an aching I have
not experienced before.
Pulling me into daydreams
and fleeting sadness
and smiles - a mix of emotions
I cannot comprehend.

Not sure whether I'd like
to have him in my life
for the long run.
Would rather spend my
time being loved
by you ...............