Once we walked in fields of clover.
Once I knew you would always be there for me.
I knew that we would never part, that you were my port in the storm.
I had faith that you would catch me every I stumbled, and I did that a lot...But I never seemed to fall.
I would get up in the morning with my heart singing, I would get out of the bed to run next to you.
Then, slowly this rift of mistrust came...slowly filling our hearts with bitterness.
We swore up and down that we would walk away, and we didn't.
We swore that we would not speak, and we did.
We promised we would hate, and we didn't.
We swore we would stop loving, we didn't
We swore we were through, we werent.
Then, we both hung up.
Time and time again I thought to forget you.
You prayed I would call.
I sang that I would live without you.....
You prayed I would call.
I thought I would stop loving you.
You prayed I would call.
I would stop to think about a sunset, but even that, even that, reminded me of you.
I remember your hand on mine, you hair on my cheek, the smell of you soap.
the ridiclous way your hair was cut.
the funny mole on you shoulder.
how strong you arms were when they held my fragile soul.
how gentle you were when I hurt you.
all of this and more I remember ever day, ever minute of every hour...I remeber you, every thing you thought and did.
every emotion that would run across you beautiful face.
I am sick with sorrow that you are gone, i wish that I had listened when you whispered.
I wish that I had listened when you held my hand.
but most of all...I wish I had held your heart a little more lovingly, a little more tinderly, a little more sweetly.
I wish I was there with you.
but all I can do now is wish...all I can do now is hope that one day......one day...
maybe I wont break your heart again.