Saturday Night Shopping

Doing some last minute grocery shopping on Saturday night
Is something I've done thousands of times in the past.
And its such a simple thing or used to be, until now . . .
Before, such little ventures out into the community were a joy
But that was when I was secure in our love for each other.
It was a simple thing that I took for granted, until now . . .
Yet, tonight, it wasn't so simple as I shopped the grocery isles
Passing families and couples who were shopping together
Some laughing and chatting together and others holding hands
Their mere sight causing me to fight back tears
And want to hide somewhere . . . In fact, to hide anywhere
As memories of sharing such simple times with you
Rushed back into my mind as cherished moments.
So, I retreated to the security of my lonely car
Leaving my half-full shopping cart in the store
As I fought back the tide of tears that flooded my eyes
And fight back the pain ripping my heart apart.
What before was easy and simple is now a difficult task
Because without you and your love
Simple as I once knew it
No longer exists, even when Saturday night shopping . . .