I sometimes choose to walk,
Knowing I am loved,
But ignoring my lover,
And when I feel a sliver of loneliness
I remember your love never dies,
But forget that mine begins to ebb,
When I stop looking in your eyes,
Why do I think,
That a comfortable feeling is enough?


To Your presence,
There is a maze,
Of ever changing lines,
One things speeds me to your side,
Pain and desire quickens the journey,
Apathy bars my path and the heart is not reached,
Knowledge that You are with me,
Makes the hedges disappear,