Our love met its end in the heat of summer
my broken heart baked by the harsh
rays of July.
The first cold night without you
and I don't feel anything's missing.
Snuggled with hopeful thoughts of a
new beginning to keep me warm.
I feel me without you begin to return
to the surface radiating from deep within
myself.
Though I spend these nights alone, I've kept
you here in my heart, where it is warm,
knowing you have no where else to go.
listening to songs I know still make you cry...
ones that lost their influence over me long ago.
You see this chapter in my life hasn't made me
bitter or cynical.
I've taken great care to make sure I don't end up
like you, thinking the world owes me something
for the mistakes I've made.
When I see you on the street I'll smile, remembering
the lesson I learned that made me stronger.
You may smile too, but only because you've
jumped blindly into what will become your next
great tragedy-
a title I gladly relinquish as I stand tall minus
its weight on my shoulders.
RLT �2000
