To My Love

This bittersweet glorious moment
Soon to come
Will in a sense bade a sorrowful farewell
Prayers enough may not be uttered
So to my love
These own words whispered

Remember the times the moments the places
The nights that never faded
Our misguided hearts uniting as one
The hours of rapturous envelopment
For I was yours truly

A humbling glance at what will be
Near to come
Unveils my eyes to a past most cherished
Promises enough might not be spoken
So to my love
These own words whispered

Remember the times the moments the places
The words sung by such sweet lips
Our souls enlightened suddenly found home
For such a time as this neither had expected
And I was truly yours

Remember the times the moments the places
The hands that woven escape time
Our eyes spellbound by the others gaze
A tale of legend and lore is written
For I am truly yours

So to my love
These own words whispered
Remember the times the moments the places
For I was and am truly yours

I hate saying goodbye.
I hate watching you leave.
Every time you drive away,
My heart breaks just a little more.