The start of this love was one so uncertain.
My time alone w/ you was truly a gift.
Wanting to be sure we knew each and every day,
That our love was growing and certainly wouldn't fade.
Now the time we spend is so little indeed.
Words of longing are never spoken out loud.
Desire to endure seems harder then ever before.
Trying to make all things right takes all I can muster.
Your independence is from is hurting my soul.
I awake at the thought of you not beside me.
But know that you're gone even when you're with me.
You don't try anymore and don't tell me how you feel.
My spirit calls out and no one to hear...
This story of our life continues...
How much longer??
