Always.
How much our love has decayed.
Soiled away into the seas.
Strength has faded away, leaving me with no help to carry on.
What you say, doesn’t really mean anything.
I feel, I love, I see, I believe. Still no hope.
What did I do? What do I do? Help is all I can call out.
You were my all, my whole, my spirit, my beauty, my emotions, my faith to carry on…
and
You were my past.
I will always love you.