Its the piercing silence...
that allows it to sink in.
The undeniable fact,
that I may never see you again.

If you could see me now,
I wonder what you'd say?
Would you smile so serene
or simply nod and turn away?

So easily love comes to me,
like the morning of a day.
Yet, so fast it fades away.
But, I know not how else to be.

Love is like sifting stones and sand.
Unable to keep whats important.
It all slips right through your hand.
Left only with the hardness of solitude.

If you could see me now,
I wonder what you'd feel.
Would you even sense the hole of it?
Would you believe that love is real?

Life starts so simple,
and sometimes, simply ends.
So never let silence stretch
past the point you can't make amends.

If you could see me now
would you love me as before?
Or would you say goodbye again
to leave me questioning what we were for?

The mind is willing
but, the heart is weak.
My ears are burning
just to hear you speak.

Yet, that is the way life must be.
Cause, effect, and up and down.
So hard it is to think and feel
when the world spins ceaselessly around.

So, if you could see me now,
would you recognize what I've become?
For good or bad,
Love changes all but some...