The start is the hardest part
To step inside and announce a newly broken heart
And Louise, you're ill at ease
You bite your thumb and tug your skirt below your knees
And it hurts even more than you thought
The words get caught
And sad as you are, you're glad of the wine you brought

I've no idea what you need to hear
My mother used to say "there's always next year"
But please don't despair, Louise
Today will end and your heart will mend, if by degrees

And it hurts even more than you thought
And it feels like forever just now
But one day you'll look back on this
As a hiccup in your happiness....