How could I love someone I never knew,
Why should my heart be broke in two.
Why should a tear well in my eyes,
Whenever I hear a baby sigh.

Why does the smile fade from my face,
While those around me keep their pace.
Why is my mind so much inclined,
To recall the one I left behind?

Why do my children always see,
That I cry a little, when they sit on my knee.
I hug them so hard they can barely breathe,
Then they run and laugh, when their finally free.

Then my thoughts turn around in time,
To the one I had to leave behind.
Why is it my mind is so inclined,
When I know that she is doing fine.

I am the one that was left, you see.
She is already there, waiting for me.