I Die a Little;

I die a little
Each time he goes away, I die a little;
Everytime time he ignores me, I die a little
& my heart breaks a little
Every time he goes without a goodbye
But my heart aches a little
Without him, I know I'll die, a little
As I think about him, much more than a little
My heart refrain can not, but cry's a littleI
& my eyes weeps more than a little
As my tears flows silently,
When I see him gadding about without me;
He takes the piss out of me, a little
For granted he takes me all the time
Much more than a little:
Frankly, am quite sick of it a little    
Why can't he just get on his bike, & ride
Ride out of my life just, a little
I've had enough, much more than a little
I'd love a little praise just a little
Using me more, than just a little
All of the time;
Advantage taking more than a little
Expecting me all the time
Be there more than just a little,
Commenting in how he does, a little
He's rather selfish more than a little
Saying naught to me at any time.
Comment on those others more than a little
Living me high & dry much more than a little
Every time he goes I die;
Expecting me there more than a little
With a smile upon my visage
But my heart always dies a little
Every time he goes without a goodbye;
My heart my throat constricting more than a little
I' die a little
Each time he goes, saying not goodbye
So why in the hell do I cry much
More than a little
Every time he goes I can help not
But cry:

          By Connie James