Where do I go from the places I have experienced with you? I wonder how do I find that happy place without you. My heart has changed like the seasons do. It's gone from warm and red to cold and blue. Where does my story lead without the love I once had. A story of laughter that has become so sad. I can hear my tears drop like diamonds to the floor. My heart drips blood because you don't love me anymore. Siting in the cool wind on my porch beneath my feet I see a tiny ant carrying food to its home. The thought that it has a true purpose amazes me as I watch it return to its family. How little of a thing to seem so strong all alone. The way life works is odd but beautiful. In this i think i have found beauty without you and your danger. Anymore you are somebody that I used to know, a stranger. Where do I go from you, you wonder? Don't worry about me i will find my thunder.