Waver, shiver, and collapse.
I wander door to house to room,
Heart to brain to synapse,
And I will be home soon.

Lonely thoughts, lonely love,
There is a real and painful fear
That I haven’t enough
Heart to harbor you here.

But I have traveled so far
And I am wearied and worn.
I have looked to you as my star
To guide me, so lost and so lorn.

Please forgive me, my wayward emotion,
I simply cannot bear to absorb
Anything more of this melancholy ocean,
And please know I am devastated to my core.

If it must, so it will be.
And I will not remain here,
Though there are no places for me,
I still hope you may remain sincere.