I prided myself in loneliness
But it was a farce

Ive never been dependent
Even when luck was sparce

To be fortunate enough to have been happy for while
Was my recent loss

Now I am but chaff in the wind
Or leaves in the moss

My prayer is for never to have loved
For it would not be so painful

Yet again I think one day with it
Is better then without a handful

My only wish was to have been more wise
To have not betrayed myself

Yet again the past is done
To learn is a my wealth

Mine only saving grace
Is there is some chance

That fear will go away
By you with just a glance