Every time your presence leaves me my wound grows deeper...And deeper. When your spirit lowers,the hill grows steeper. And when you left me all alone my wound opened up. You left town,I cried.My spirit died. My smile quickly faded...Into nothing. For years Ive shed my tears of pain.Always leaving me now and again. My wound starts bleeding,my heart sinks. My hope disappears,my faith shrinks. I loved you. Over time my wound dried up. To become...a scar.