A/N: First of all, I don't own the Mentalist, or the song, A Little Bit Strong, by Sarah Evans. When I heard this song, I thought of Rigsby. Please don't be too harsh because this is my first song fic. Enjoy!

8:00 A.M. Wayne Rigsby's eyes flew open and he realized he slept through his alarm.

Woke up late today.

He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his finger through his hair. He still felt the pain of his recent break-up.

I still feel the sting of the pain.

He stood up and dragged himself into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, got dressed, and forced himself to give a small smile that looked more like a grimace, even though he didn't feel like it.

But I brushed my teeth anyway, got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face.
Before leaving, Rigsby made himself a cup of coffee, and then he hopped into his car and headed to work. He tried to ignore the pain of the break-up, but he wasn't doing a great job at it.

Riding in the car to work, and I'm trying to ignore the hurt.

In an attempt to refocus, Rigsby flipped the radio and, and song that was playing reminded him of his ex-girlfriend, Grace Van Pelt. He listened to it only for a few moments before changing the station.

So I turned on the radio, Stupid song made me think of you, I listened to it for minute, but then I changed it.

"I'm done," Rigsby said to himself. "I'm so done."

And I'm done hoping that we can work it out.
"I can't let her do this to me, I'm just wasting my time and energy."

I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels, letting you drag my heart around.
"How could I not see it before? I was so stupid! She'll never change!"

I'm done thinking, that you could ever change.

He knew he was never going to be the same because of her; she was the only one he truly loved, but she kicked him to the curb. "You'll be fine. You'll get over it."

I know my heart will never be the same, but I'm telling myself I'll be okay.

Before Rigsby knew it, a full month had gone by and he hadn't cried over the break-up, and he was proud of himself.

Doesn't happen over night, but you turn around and a months gone by, and you realize you haven't cried.

Rigsby realized that he was getting along just fine without Grace, and he was getting stronger each day.

Getting along without you baby, I'm better off without you baby. How does it feel with out me baby? I'm getting stronger without you baby.

A/N: So what did you think? Again, please don't be too harsh since it is my first song fic. Please review. Thanks for taking the time to read it. I'll let my feedback on this song fic determine whether or not I'm going to do my other song fic, I have another Mentalist song fic that I want to do. Thanks again.

~Forest Princess