Past Heartache to New Love

I am brought to my knees
in tears
as he kisses me one last time,
then turning his back
he walks out the front door.
His bags are in his hands
and here I kneel on the floor
alone.

I am brought to my knees
in anger
as I hear the whispers about
his new girl
and there new love.
He's telling her all the things he told me
and here I kneel on the floor
alone.

I am brought to my knees,
so scared,
holding the little paper strip between my fingers.
The double blue lines reminding me
that there is something else...
someone else...
growing inside of me
and here I kneel on the floor
alone.

I am brought to my knees
with decisions.
I can't do this by myself.
I can't be another single mother on wel-fare,
my baby's daddy long gone.
I'm not even through the heart break yet
and I'm still kneeling on the floor,
alone.

I am brought to my knees
in pain.
My stomache tightens as liquid gushes from my insides.
The hospital's attempt at comfort
only makes me nauseas.
I push and scream
as I kneel on the floor,
still alone.

I am brought to my knees
in tears.
as I kiss my daughter's soft chocolate skin.
Thank heavens she looks nothing like him.
Her tiny eyes stare up at me
as her tiny fingers wrap around mine...
and here I kneel on the floor
no longer alone.