I’m over my head and up to my knees In the emotions pulsing through my veins, Deep in the thoughts swirling Round and round in my head. So what can I do But jot down a poem here and now? What can I do but hold on A little longer, for a little more, Somehow? You could leave again… And you could stay. But I’m not sure I can stop These words from pouring out Today. I’ve held back the letters I couldn’t, I wouldn’t, I wasn’t ready To write before. But if you give your all, I can’t help but give in This time— Maybe we’ll both get hurt. Maybe others will say it’s another heartache. But if you can try, then so can I. --Written by Sandy Heights