Forget me.

This is me,
Stripped down to the core,
Alone and cold,
Bruised and sore.

This was me,
Im not sure any more,
i wish that i was,
who i once was before.

If i could only see you now,
and could ask you why,
Resting in your arms,
not afraid to cry,

Maybe then i would forget,
and it would all be ok,
But for now im still searching for you,
and thats the way it will stay.