On this cold and lonely night, with the moon shining bright, I lie awake, your picture clutched tight. The memories cannot be denied, haunting the caverns of my mind-- like a thief in the night. How do I say goodbye? Filled with sadness, I cry, blaming myself for all the pain. The tears I shed, they fall like rain. Loneliness and sorrow are all that remain. Alesia Leach © 9/2002