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Loading ...My heart, it aches for the times we spent together,
the past, the love we shared, how I’ll cherish that forever.
Yet, is it possible? How can love exist when one is never around,
when she says she loves me, those feelings, they abound.
Yet her words, mere words, her actions speak otherwise,
always away, never near, as far from me as the skies.
Her love, the most wonderful thing in the world to me,
yet does it even matter, will this ever be??
I love her more than myself, my own life I’d give for hers,
yet, in the end, how does she feel, does she know how this hurts?
The pain, cuts deeper than my heart will ever know,
for her love I’d do anything, I’d love to see this grow.
In pain, in sorrow, I sit and wait another day,
hoping, wishing for her, I sit alone and pray.
Pray to the gods that she is safe, that she return to me,
yet is it possible, how can this even be?
For love to grow, one must be present and near,
how I long for that, for the one I love so dear.
I know her agony, I feel her pain, each and every day,
how I long to hold her, to take her very pain away.
Understanding, trust, my faith is completely in her,
yet each moment not aroud her, there goes a piece of my world.
I love her completely and totaly, with her I’m so in love,
she’s the one, my angel, sent to me from those above.
My world is hers, it’s so hard for me to understand,
how something so simple could turn into something so grand.
Yet, love is not without its cost, a price that I must pay,
for me, this price is patience, I guess I must learn to wait.
Her love, my life, finally, in her I’ve found the one,
the one that would be for me, I pray she doesn’t run.
Her love, my life, her hand I’d take in mine,
To comfort her, to hold her, that love in her I’ll find.
© 01/05/02 TJW
