now that the storm is over <br />I can't help but wonder <br />where I should turn <br />I look to my wrist <br />and see your charm <br />I can't help but wonder <br />maybe one of them <br />should be wearing it instead <br />now that the storm is over <br />now that you don't need me... <br /> <br />you're calling my name <br />but I don't believe you<br /><br />Kim McInnis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insecurity-2/
