..I am ready to go.
And yet for once I don’t want to. I know what waits for me at the end of my journey or rather who does not.
..already I am so lonesome, I could cry.
The heart aches anew at the thought of entering the house where she won’t be there.
..every place I go I’ll think of you.
There are her clothes to go through and her books. Her jewelry to take care of and the saree she embroidered. Her CD collection and her notes.
..every song I sing I’ll sing for you.
The heart will probably break a hundred times a day and glue itself together.
..there’re so many times I let you down, so many times I’ve played around.
Yearning will grow and not be met, futile, never again to be.
..kiss me and smile for me, tell me you’ll wait for me, hold me like you’ll never let me go.
So all I ask from you people is that you keep me in your thoughts, pray that I find the strength to go on.
..the dawn is breaking, it’s early morn.
I will see you all on the other side.
..I am leaving on a jet plane