My Stomach wonít stop churning,
When I realize itís you Iím yearning.
I think of my life without your smile,
And Iím only a disgruntled waste pile.
I feel empty inside,
Something within has died.
Now, my soul is exposed,
My cold heart inter-folds.
I donít expect to rebound,
Your resistance is profound.
I simply donít blame you,
For not giving a chance to this tattered fool.
I know Iím my own foe,
But I thank you for making my heart overflow.