In His Arms

I live in my world,
he in his.
Will this ever stop
hurting this way?

I go on in stride
he follows through.
Why must life be
so unfair & cruel?

I've taken my shots
he's taken some blows.
What comes next
is anyone's guess.

I guard the pieces of my heart
he gives his freely to me.
How can we not
believe in this love?

I'm happy in his arms and
He is happy in mine.