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Just last night I begged the Almighty in a whisper to bring you back to me. There was nothing new about the style but the degree of intensity was increased exponentially. You see, I need you and you need me. Now while it's true that without each other we can be just fine it all depends on how happy you wanna be in this lifetime.
If I remember correctly the troubles you've had with crime left you doing time before and after our time together. The weather in my neck of the woods wasn't exactly all good either after you left. I was sure that when you reappeared my tears would end and that my friend, my love would return. But I soon learned otherwise.
Even though your eyes were a little more aware you still found yourself staring into the abyss of substance abuse as a means of "cutting loose." It seemed like the logical thing to do leaving you to your own devices even though I knew that I could abort your crises. I just couldn't get to you in time and then you dropped out of sight...
My plight at the job became desperate and yet my thoughts still gravitated to concerns for your well-being. People I was dating I stopped seeing and in my universe I just stopped being...able...to cope. I stayed up late and hoped you'd be able to find me, to see past the dope and remind me of why I fell in love with you in the first place.
Friends and family said to put "us" behind me in an attempt to wake me from my slumber. The desperation of missing you had my number and you seemed to have given up. I filled my social cup with trips around the states and met some great people. Some were good, some bad but I couldn't seem to recreate the divine depth of love that we KNEW we had.
Now I try to start my life over in the state we met and I want you to know that I haven't given up on you yet. I don't think that I ever will. No matter what I see or I do, no matter how long it takes or what I go through, I will always remember that my life, my dreams, my wants and my needs revolve around you.
