Have you left me my honey my love?
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Do you even know?
Is all power to love me past and gone?
Was it a fleeting desire?
Has it passed as quickly as an all consuming wildfire?

I cry a lot these days, why are you crying
Life is short but love is long
Reach out, hold on,
For this too shall pass
In the morning light
A new day shall dawn and spread its joy
But for now I weep of a future I will never see, for a dream that has passed, for a past that is gone, I dream to see one day, a new dawn.

You’re such a pretty little child
And you’re all mine
I’ve dreamt of you since I was nine
Your sweet smile, your playfulness
Your father also dreamt of you
long before we even knew we would become two.
Now I know a dream is all you’ll ever be to me because of this thing called infertility.

Oh cruel life, I was so full of hope, why did you tear me down? Was it my lust for life? Was I too innocent? I longed to bring life to the world and yet it evades me. My honey, my love, is spent. Does he no longer desire me as he once did? He says he does but I doubt. I doubt much now I didn’t before. Even that I deserve love at all.