When he stops loving me I'll see night in the middle of day A starless black sky above I'll see everything turn to gray And the earth beneath my feet won't be earth anymore It will no longer hold me up And fire, I'll find, won't be fire anymore It won't warm my trembling hands And water, I'll find, won't be water anymore It won't quench my thirst And wind, I'll find, won't be wind anymore It won't carry my songs The memories we shared now haunt empty rooms Like ghosts that refuse to leave The silence between us grows louder each day As I slowly learn how to grieve When he stops loving me I'll see a stranger in my mirror See how hollow my eyes become I'll feel emptiness inside my chest And all the elements will turn their backs on me Like he did without a trace All the elements will speak his name When he stops loving me When he stops... loving me ** Inspired by E.Stachura's poem “You will see.”**