How am I
supposed to handle this?
Three days at a time
without one single kiss?
How am I
supposed to cope if you
tell me that
we are through?
How will I
manage on my own?
I can't even go a day
without calling you on the phone.
How am I
going to live
if you tell me
something's got to give?
How am I
supposed to act around you
after it's over,
after we're through?
How will I
handle being without you
after it's over,
after we're through?
Please tell me this,
look me in the eye.
If we're done,
How will I?
Witten late 2004.
Shelley Caines
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-11/
