She wipes those tears
From her tired eyes.
Sleep no longer there
To steal her away
And change her dreams.
She feels the hole,
So empty in her chest,
Filling with the cold
Of the dark night.
Alone again, she sighs
And laughs a little
At how pitiful she felt.
Crawling under her sheets
And pulling the blankets
Up over her head,
She grasps her teddy bear
And holds it close to her chest.
It's soft fur comforts
Her soft skin.
It's form fits so perfectly
That she doesn't let go.
She prays that one day,
As the tears begin again,
That one day that bear
Will be replaced
By the one who loved her
More than she loved herself.