My hands are shaking, the nerves anxious within
I feel my fingertips like a thousand raindrops hit them
or perhaps tear drops, as the tears keep on falling
My body numb and mind sent in a thousand directions
a million peices all trying to mend back into one
but I know it isn't possible, not without his hand to guide me
not without his love to heal me and mine to try and heal him
So I'll withgo the physical hardships and be strong
knowing that there is a glimmer of hope
that this will fade beneath us like another bad dream
and we can mend our future on the dreams of the past.