that scent so distinct
makes me weak
my mind travels back
and again I remember
back before things changed
long before September
pictures flash before my eyes
like on a movie reel
I know how it all used to make me feel
the memories linger on
even some I thought were gone
there used to be some pain
in what I once thought was gain
he is no longer going to look my way
and I know that because of time,
that it will be ok
I know longer want what I can't have
no longer need his voice
for my wounds a salve
the greater He has a plan for me
and His alone I will be
someone holding my arm
I do not need
my time shall now be spent
on my knees.