Why can't I figure this out?
It shouldn't be this difficult...

Yesterday, a grave reminder of how true my love...
And how I want to be for you what my grandma was...

I thought that you were gone for good,
Though not that "good"s the word...

I push and I pull and I try so hard,
But I don't want to push too far...

Lord, where is the one for me
The one, hand-picked, whose wife I'll be...

I sit alone, secluded, by myself
Wishing for something tangible...

When it hurts to even breathe,
And my life starts to unweave...