Has your desire and passion Faded with your love Mine had, Until I thought About your boots And for the first time In three days I wanted I desired you I stopped being numb For a singular moment To think of how well you wore those Black boots And I wondered If I'd ever make love again To you or anyone I wondered how long it would be Before I stopped being disgusted By the image in the mirror Or if I'd ever let anyone in again Ever let them know when and what I eat Or let them see my stretch marks Or let them rub my back I found myself wondering If I'd ever move on And find happiness again.