My Body Left, But My Heart Stayed With You
You don’t understand or know
the depth of my love for you.
I get scared that you will grow
tired of me, and leave me too.
I’m sorry that I’m so insecure,
but our relationship is so delicate.
To you I’m only your birth-mother.
Just a woman you haven’t met yet.
When I think you’ll leave me, too.
It’s because I left you, first.
So it’s what I think you might do,
because it is what I deserve.
So when you don’t let me know
that you care as much as I do,
My emotions start to ebb and flow.
My love is old – your feelings are new.
Copyright ©2006 Rose Mary West Ekerholm AKA Plethora