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