Steve Stewart

There's a pain in my heart that I'm feeling today,
for the love of my life feels further each day.

The sorrow is so much and the pain is so deep.
I've hurt her again' I can't even sleep.

But I now know the problem, the curse of our love.
It was buried inside me, with no sight from above.

And now that I see it, I force it away.
Yet I fear that I've lost her, nevermore can I say

that I love her so deeply and regret all the pain,
and I know it's my fault; no one else can I blame.

And I search for an answer, somewhere above
and hope she'll forgive me and remember our love.

For I can't live without her and could never move on,
for how can one live when what they live for is gone?

Walls are closing around me; I sink slowly each day,
yet I cling to a hope that seems far away

that she will return to me and feel my embrace.
I miss her so badly and the beauty of her face

as she slept there beside me, never knowing the truth,
that I would smile there beside her, and be thankful for the proof

that someone does care, for I have known this angel,
and I'd softly kiss her cheek, the moment so blissful.

And I'd hold her all night and feel so at peace,
yet I never told her these things; now I watch as she flees.

But I know she remembers it, the love that I gave,
and I hope she can forgive me, the cause of her pain.

For like an angel from heaven, she came into my life.
Now I plead one last time, for one last chance to make it right.

Yet I fear it won't heal; how I've ripped us apart,
but I must let her know what's inside this broken heart.

That I love her so much and I've made a mistake,
and I hope she won't leave because it's my heart she will take.

We were in love for so long; I know she remembers.
It started three years ago that night in September.

I will never forget how I felt that cold night;
my breath taken away by the beauty of her sight.

I write these words now with tears in my eyes,
for I love her so much; I sit and I die.

I'm so lost without her, don't want her to go,
not without me saying what I need her to know.

That I've always loved her and miss her each day,
yet the hope that she loves me drifts further away.

I just want her to know how I truly feel,
and to know that my words are nothing but real.

And it doesn't take a special time to make a new start;
it takes only desire and true love from the heart.