Whisper to me adieu,
for you will be leaving tomorrow.
The pain of loving you,
I can no longer stand.
Yearn, ache, wonder, feel, cry, smile, break, lie, it's all there is.
Wondering, forever wondering.
Promising, never promising.
Breathing you in,
taking me away.
Remaining strong in the storm.
Life is supposed to be beautiful,
and with you I tell myself it is.
You've decided, or have you?
If you have, wouldn't you be with me now.
The sun sets on one more day of wistfulness.