4:06 Am
Awakened again,
another bad dream
with you in it without me.
Why me?
Why should I be worrying
about you?
It’s 4:06 in the morning
for heaven’s sake.
Four months later
I’m still feeling empty
without you.
Sure, I shouldn’t be thinking
about you,
but, I will until and if
I find somebody else
to fill your place
in my heart.
Why can’t I let you go
like you let me go –
hard and fast.
Why is it I believe you need me
now more than ever?
I guess this is what I have to believe
at 4:06 am.
11/10/86
Copyright © Michael Todd | Year Posted 2011
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