When had I last heard your voice?
When had I last held your hand?
I still remember from afar,
Your voice a distant star.
When we first met you had said to me,
"Don't worry, I'll never leave."
Why can't you be with me to hold me tight?
Just stay with you makes things better and right.
How long has it been since you left?
Days that stretched to months aged into years.
I still hope to meet with you again,
Though the question still remains of “when?”
Before you got onto the ship,
You pressed my ear gently to your lip,
Saying, "It's ok, it’s just a little while."
I now sit here alone in the stillness of the night,
Awaiting the day things become all right.