Please tell me you love me. I’m lost without your love.
Reassure me that I linger in your thoughts and prayers.
Tell me you love me again. I long to hear those words.
The hours separating us are like a hill too steep to climb.
When I say, “I love you,” my words carry the weight of complete devotion.
I have but one desire, to spend the rest of my days with you.
When we say, “I love you,” we understand that it’s food for our soul.
Apart we are two people but together we make each other complete.
Once you were here
and now you’re gone.
Everything’s the same
yet everything’s different.
Together, we’d wade through the mundane.
Apart, memories of the mundane are now what I cherish.
Alas, we breath the same air and share warmth from the sun.
My soul feasts on your love
and the hope of your return.