Sitting at the table: alone
In the restaurant tonight
Waiting for my dinner honey
It's been a while coming to me
That it will no longer be "we"
It still doesn't seem real
It's taking so long to "heal"
But you know when I think
It might start to improve
It hits me and I just lose
My cool, my poise my tears
For they come so easily again!
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