It is strange to think, I have not seen you since a
month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I
have seen sun sets and sun rises, but nothing of
your beautiful face. The pieces of my broken heart
are so small that they can be passed through the
eye of a needle.
I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the
sun misses the flower in the depths of winter.
Instead of beauty to direct it's light to, the heart
hardens like the frozen world your absence has
banished me to.
Hope guides me, it is what gets me through the
day and especially the nights. The hope that after
you're gone from my sight, it will not be the last
time I look upon you.
With all the Love that I possess... I remain yours,
The Knight of Your Heart