On My Own: Aug. 18, 2005

My hands are empty
My mind is full
I'm falling to pieces
Now I'm without you

Had we never met
I'd be content to be
So alone
Now alone is lonely
When this is what I've known

Every time I laugh
I think of the times
I've cried missing you
And with every hurt
Every pain I face alone
I remember your touch
And every smile we shared

I could have gone on
Not knowing it was possible
To have a love like I felt
But it's getting harder to survive
Not knowing if this
Could be real.

A Young Girl's Tears: Aug. 16, 2005

I cry over you
And that's a silly thing to do.
My heart breaks
And I wonder
How many times must I say,
I love you,
Until you appear by my side.
In a dream it's not too far,
In my heart
I'm where you are.
I try to stop
Thoughts of you
From entering in,
But you've left a mark
On this heart of mine.
I can't forget you,
I don't want to miss you,
I cry and I'm alone.
This is a silly thing
I know.