It's that look in your eyes that I never noticed,

A soul crushing desperation,

It's a want to be with you,

A need for consolation.

It's a want to be comforted,

To be held in your arms and held close,

It's running from being confronted,

It's a tissue held to a sniffling nose.

It's that never ending urge to call,

To hear your voice soothe,

It's that love for a person you hardly knew at all,

To feel like you've still got something to prove...

It's a promise…of life after this

A story of sorrow and sadness