I never got to say good-bye
In your heart I hope you knew...

What childish matters adults pursue
when hearts turn into stone...

Gentle caresses
fierce embraces...

Hurt now, or hurt later
either way causes pain...

Take me back, just a short time
So that I can undo the recent wrongs...

It's been six months since that first night
when I felt your arms around me...

Days float by
and turn into weeks...

We talked about stars
shining from above...

Stillness in the air
clouds hovering nearby...

Vivid oranges and reds
slowly dipping...

Sunday is fast approaching
and my heart will cry...

Purposeful steps
coming to an end...