That you miss out,
Do without,
Have to leave,
Or are left behind,
Fractures my heart a little,
I know it's best,
But I'm the worrying kind.
That the tears came,
Once again,
Floods broke,
As forced to go,
Fractures my heart a little more,
Because I want you always,
To remember the glow.
That you clung to another,
Not your mother,
Smiles returning,
It made better.
Fractures my heart one more time,
Because, in truth, I feel,
That job is mine.
I am grateful to them,
Grateful they care,
But when it comes to your love,
I'm still learning to share.
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