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