Somewhere deep in my heart a love burns for you,
Still unsettled within my breast,
Longing for a better understanding of your soul.

With a simple gesture,  time and time again, you've swept me off my feet,
Yet somehow with every passing day,
Our fates seem to drift farther from what I have dreamt.
This drift, though small, seems a mass so grand,
I feel as if my only choice is to watch as time runs away.

But as I watch those precious moments trickle by,
I can only marvel at how wonderful you have made my existence.
With every day, you've shown me the wonders of my own soul,
And I am left to wonder what lies inside your own intentions?

And though I may feel as if our time is nearly spent,
I also know from within that fire deep in my breast,
That our paths have not crossed for a final time,
But have only drifted apart,
A missed stitch in a tapestry much more grand than you or I can see.