Time is a Treasure.

I'm stumbling over stones of doubt wondering if you'll return--yet an important treasure sparkling in gold reassures me you will. That treasure is time.

Lately, time has became transparent--blossoming without interference.

In a blink of an eye; two weeks have dissolved along with the sweetness of your voice.

Yet I still hold on strong to that faith; time will only bring us closer if we allow it to be free.

Every new day scarlet thoughts of you kiss not only my mind; but my heart. Trails of emotion let me know you're still there despite how thick loneliness may be.

You'll never disappear--for you're the greatest; you opened my eyes to so much. You laid down the stepping stones as I followed your advice. You're my best friend; I've told you too many times to count. That will never be a lie, it will always be the absolute truth.

I miss you terribly--but will continue to wrap myself around this faith and not let go of any last strand of hope. Time tells me...you will return. In the meantime, I won't let this weigh heavily on me;

I long to hear your voice yet I won't forget to smile...you always tell me I look beautiful when I do.