Where are you?
I’m waiting for you.
I’ve been dreaming about you for so long love. A silhouette of a thought. A prayer from my soul.
I can’t hear you. I can see you. I can’t smell you.
I’m calling out to you love but you aren’t responding.
Do you not like how I sound, look or smell? Do I push you away when you come near?
Are you afraid? Am I afraid?
You’re too busy. There are other things more important than my arms wrapped around you love, telling you that I love you, love. I’m too busy.
What I feel is emptiness. Like my heart is on autopilot craving to skip a beat.
The space in my heart that belongs to you love, is plugged with the love from God.
He’s really protective it seems. He won’t give up his space to have it replaced.
He must find you worthy. He must find me worthy.
I guess I’m not ready and yes, it’s painful to prepare.
But I’m keeping the faith and Im working on it love and know you are too.