I hung at your feet, begging you please,

I held on tight, dropped to my knees.

I look behind me and see marks on the ground,

Where you dragged me along, I hear the scraping sound.

The sounds of my pleas and cries,

Of my repeated "Whys?"

I see my arms where they clung to you, It's what they long to do,

If you only knew, I wish that you knew.

I see the tears in puddles on the floor,

Seeing how much I cried makes it hurt even more.

Finally you break free of my shaking hands,

I let you go this time, though I don't understand.

I see you walking farther away,

In the distance your image starts to fade.

I see myself, I'm still on the floor,

Your feet aren't here for me to cling to anymore.

So I stand up and I dust off,

I feel wiser although I have lost.

I lost you and a piece of me,

But I walk on to see what life will be.

Though deep down in my heart,

I'll be routing for you though we'll be apart.

I see my reflection in my puddle of tears like a mirror,

And each day that I look my life gets slightly clearer.

I hope one day you too will see,

But no longer will your feet drag me.