Spring is here yet there is no song in my heart or red to my cheeks. No lover to stroll down the lane with. I don't want one nor do I need one. I can save myself this time. But the complacency does annoy me. I used to be so full of umpf and now there is an empty glaze to my eyes. I'm tired and just so....blah. I never used to be blah. If people ( Read more... )