IT'S A LETTER

It’s a letter am writing,
still, it could be a song am singing.
Yet you might see these as words wrote,
with an almost fading ink and small font.
But my desire is to speak my heart,
of the love inside me that hurts.

Days and nights I spend alone;
sometimes in bed or out in the lawn
(counting stars and gazing at the moon,
the things we used to do while listening to our favorite tunes)
I miss you;
you, who my heart calls true
you, who with joy laughed at my jokes
you, who i will forever cherish!

Days seem too long in your absence;
nights are even worse losing its essence.
Distance is just but a 'word'
although the pain it has brought is bad.
I know pain you also are enduring,
but the more we are apart the deeper our love is growing.
Only with faith do i say-
until u come I will chastely stay,
until in my arms u return again!
I love you...