**another red dot poem brought to you by Shy....started september 16 08 1:16am**


when he doesnt love me anymore...
i wonder what my insides will feel like.
i wonder what my eyes will look like...
swollen or dry.
Bright or midnight.
when he cant feel me anymore...
who will moisturize my soul?
hear my voice when my honeymoon night comes,
to make my vocals hit soprano notes.
who will he be...
when he doesnt love me anymore...
will he touch the curve of my back not to just touch,
but because it settles me as he holds me in his hug?
when i face away from him in my sleep,
will he turn me back around to face him in my dream state?
when he doesnt love me anymore...
i wonder if I'll still think about him
wonder about him,
feel like i still need to shield and protect him.
Be that star to lead and guide him,
That conciousness to let him know he's wrong,
point to that path and let him decide,
if he's gonna let the fools in his life mislead him.
When he doesnt love me anymore...
the thought breaks me down...
cant stand the sound of hearing it,
Can my mind really comprehend?
When he doesnt love me anymore...
When he doesnt love me anymore...
the words are peeling back,
and the tears come because that i cannot stand.
When you dont love me anymore,
will my heart stand this to be its end?
The thoughts just uncomfortable,
and here goes the drying of my pen.

completed.12-10-08 1:16am...ironic...