The One

It’s when my stomach starts to hurt –

I feel like dirt

And I don’t know what to do –

I’m not over you.

It’s when I stop to think –

I can’t even blink

Because the thought of you consumes me -

I start to go a bit loony

It’s when I lose my mind –

I forget the time

And only think of you –

The one who was supposed to be.

(c) C. LESLIE

3/19/08