A heart grows so full of love, it can hardly contain
The feelings, desires, memories and pain
There are so many things to say, yet I hold my tongue
In the hope of nurturing our love, which is so young

Tears they form inside, for which you see none
Alone I feel again, this familiar path is no fun
But travel it I must, least it destroy me
I must go it along, what faith has in mind we’ll see

I wish now was a dream and soon I will awake
To laugh it off and feel in my heart no ache
But my eyes are open, the lights are on
You were once with me, now you are gone

(c) 2007 by Gerard C. Johnson