Wednesday, March 27, 2002

237. Get Over It

I thought it was over,
I thought it was done.
I thought I had moved on.

I was proven wrong last night
As I lay there in bed
Thoughts started filling my head,
Making my stomach churn.
I couldn't stop thinking, let alone sleep
I tossed and turned
Stayed awake till the early hours of morn.

When I woke up I felt fine,
But here I am writing again.
I thought I had gotten over it.