Content (Lance)

How long must this go on?
When will I finally see?
You are in the Heaven's,
And no longer walk with me.

What else will it take,
To get it thru my head?
To realize you are no longer here,
You now walk among the dead.

To tell you the truth, I don't want it to end,
Because right now I am content,
Of knowing I see you late at night,
After the day has been spent.

What if I decided to go with you?
Just for that one walk.
The one you keep asking me about,
The one where we would just talk.

I feel like when I take your hand,
Theres no reason to worry,
We have all the time in the world,
And theres no urge to hurry.

You take my back up to the mountains,
You take me to our "tree",
Your warm, and alive, and joyful,
And beside me, you sleep.

Then something starts happening,
Your face begins to change.
I see pale skin, discolored,
And then I see your veins.

Somethings pulling me out of the dream,
I try to hold on to your hand....
Further and further we're torn apart,
Your body turns into sand.

Why cant you still be here Lance?
Why did you have to go?
Will I ever see you again?
That morning you left, did you know?

In my dreams I am happy,
Content in every way.
Even tho I walk with the dead.....
And think, "Come what may.."