I don't love who you are, I love who you used to be I keep hoping that not too far, that person is still lurking I get a glimpse now & then that keeps my hopes alive I keep on wondering when, you'll tell me he's arrived Every once in a while, he shows himself to me, in a look or a smile and it is so reassuring but those glimpses are so few it leaves me questioning Why do I stay with you? What's this loves direction? My heart still won't give up it's missing what is gone but I know it's been long enough and he's not coming home