The sky beats with her
touch,
it trembles at the sound
of her voice.
I try to reach out to her,
but sometimes she
pushes me away.
She's in her own little
world now, and I'm
left in the middle of her
pain.
Still she's my everything.
The miles between us are
tearing, and this is becoming
overbearing.
The sun paints our faces,
making us think we still
feel the same,
when really we both know
I'm to blame for things
being different.
Still she's my everything.
Caressed in the air of the
abstance of her presence,
I feel such hesitance.
There's so much between
us,
our hearts once shared a
vessel, or so it seemed;
now the blood is drying
and the connection is
being replaced, in both
our lives, with everything
but one another.
Still she's my everything.
Her black hair flows in the
wind,
her brown eyes sting when
tears leave them.
Her tan body sways in the
night,
capturing my thoughts.
Been through so much,
started at a touch of her
heart, now I fear we're
tearing apart.
Still she's my everything.
..to my best gurl Sara, since i moved things been different, but you always been there for me, for so many years, no one knows me as well as you do, so in that sense you're my everything...love you!