I spend my days thinking about us.
About how we met, how we fell in love,
and even though you're not here by my side
I'm glad to say you belong in my heart.

When we fist met I had an open wound
from a broken heart, from a love untrue.
I didn't have the strength to even feel alive;
the wound had been there for a very long time.

I cried and cried untill my eyes went dry.
I screamed for help, but no one gave a ****.
The months went by, and still the wound would bleed.
It seemed to me it wasn't going to heal.

Untill one day I finally found the light.
The pain was gone. You drew in my face a smile.
"Is this a dream or is this all real?"
It wasn't a dream. The wound started to heal.

So now as you read this I wanted to say
thank you for bringing me into the light again.
I'll soon be with you, dear. I promise you that,
and know that no distance will tear us appart.