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