MadManMe

Copyright © October 5, 2003 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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You couldn’t break my heart,
if I didn’t love you so,
if I didn’t want you,
if I didn’t need you in my life.

But you know you can,
because I do,
 and I do,
 and I do.

The place that you once stood,
standing close by my side.
It's where you blocked the winds,
and kept my heart so warm.

But now you’ve walked away,
and the wind cuts like a knife,
and chills me to the bone,
as I howl at the moon alone.

The rope in my hand
that once bonded me to you,
that I've held so tightly,
is quickly slipping away.

My hand has reached the end,
though gripped with all my might,
I see it fading away,
and I fear I'll lose this fight.

This fight to hold your love,
be it so precious to me,
but if you need your freedom,
then I must set you free.

Every sign that I see,
that you telegraph to me,
seems to try to let me know,
that you have already let go.

Can I be wrong,
do my perceptions deceive,
in the mind of this madman me?