I'm sorry I stopped writing for you...
Perhaps that's why you've forgotten?
I thought my actions now could suffice
So busy I didn't notice we were rotten.

I have been praying for more time alone
The children require so much attention.
Money's been tight, but still on occasion,
I wish I could buy back certain decisions.

Please, don't take this plea for granted...
I thought, at least, we have potential.
Romance is fickle as season changes
Still, my heart for you longs for Easter