Gold-haired little girl:
now you like the attention
but that may well change.

Silver-tongued liar,
you weave a pretty story
and tie your own noose.

Please give me a chance,
I will repay your faith with
iron loyalty.

My tears have dried up
and the monster I’ve become
cannot cry for you.

Lance the emotions…
Anger, sorrow, grief, regret –
Let the wounds scar clean.

I miss you each day
but your love remains with me
and it makes me strong.

You sigh and shimmy
closer to me in the night.
You’re warm by morning.

In the dark of night,
I feel you warm by my side
like a summer dream.

Whispers of your name –
my legs turn into jelly
and my knees give out.