The wind outside is calling,

Its whistling a gloomy tune ,

And i know you aren’t here for long,

Yes, you’ll be leaving soon.

Off to someplace new,

You’ll fall in love with someone else,

Leaving me all alone,

To write love – letters to myself.

I joke that I’m a strong girl,

But I drew my strength from you,

And now that I’ve been abandoned,

I just don’t know what to do.

So I pick up this pen and start writing,

Till my fingers start to ache,

A letter that says I’ll get better,

And that my heart won’t start to flake.