I anxiously wait for the sound of your voice
You may not understand; sometimes I don’t
Meeting you was a chance
Loving you, darling…that was my choice.
I had been alone for a long time
I did not have to be but I was well…
I never thought I needed anyone else
My life sufficiently made me happy…
In some way or form I cannot tell.
I never want you to feel that I wish to trap you
I just wanted beautiful, joyful, enchanting, exciting…
All that love is supposed to be.
That nurture closeness, the unity of two surpassing the One…
Leaving one breathless and assured that in this love…
Finally you can be free.
As I ponder on 4 months together
I get taken back to a high school hallway
In my mind we cross paths once ..maybe twice
Our glances may have crossed, maybe I smiled
Knowing me I might have frowned
It was the way it was meant to be
I wonder should I walk on past by now…
Will he hurt and suffer like me
Will he feel relief at the end?
Why was I supposed to love like this now?
Why not love back then?
God I pray...
Pray that we are both in for true…real…to stay
That this is not a dream that will just…
Painful as it may be…will just deem away.
With love
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