I sit beside this window each day hoping you’ll come back from your journey <br />Wondering when and where ill see you next <br />Each time our song plays my heart brakes again and again <br />Knowing your no longer thinking about me <br />There is nothing left to hold onto <br />God I wish there was <br />A scent <br />A picture <br />A letter <br />Don’t say you have nothing of me <br />You have my heart<br /><br />Shani Buckle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/something-to-hold-onto/
