Never perceiving all would be so
Remain as how we were contented I was.
Yet upon confession everything differs
As fear and bliss grew in contradiction.
In steps I walk I’m learning to trust
Know not what future holds I pray against.
To live to serve with you I felt so blessed
Yet slowly it unfolds will waiting resolve it?
Recognized the permissibility of all of it
Are we really the one I begin to ask?
Acknowledge efforts you’ve been trying
But couldn’t help but tracks of tears formed.
Holding on to you the best I’m giving
Though I knew it could be to no avail.
An attitude a prayer a good will of another
Defines love in fashion of simplicity.
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