I believe

For each day passing by,
we both grow older.
But for each day passing,
you also grow colder.

We don’t talk as we used to,
seems something have changed.
I just can’t figure it out,
the solution is out of my range.

I said I’d give you space,
give you time to come around.
Even started medication,
even though it wears me down.

The nightmares they haunt me,
each night is torture.
You could chase them all away,
if only you were here.

But you are not here right now,
although you say you will be.
God I hope you mean it,
that you’re coming home to me.

I just miss your laughter so much,
I long to see your smile.
To know I make you happy,
if only for a little while.

But I can’t help wonder,
if he makes you happy too.
Does he hold you tenderly,
does he kiss you like I do?

Does he tell you that he loves you,
and do you respond in kind?
All these thoughts I have,
can’t get them out of my mind.

So sometimes I get insecure,
and I need you to reassure me.
Just to tell me your feelings,
to confirm that you still love me.

And each time you tell me this,
I feel my hope rising again.
With a few select words,
you wipe away all the pain.

‘Cause now I do believe you love me,
and that you miss me too.
I know now that you are coming home,
and I’ll be waiting for you.