sometimes i have the strangest feeling about you,
especially when you are near me as you are now.
it feels as though i had a string tied here,
under my left rib...where my heart is...
tightly knotted to you, in a similar fashion.
and when you go to ireland,
with all that distance between us...
im afraid that this cord will be snapped.
I shall bleed inwardly.
you are sensible, you will forget me