Love, if you are listening

To pinpoint when, I cannot remember,

that my love for you soared like a rocket.

Told you in the middle of December,

my heart alive, plugged into a socket.

You left so fast without even a blink,

made the choice to remain a mystery.

What I felt mattered more than what I’d think,

I prayed each day that you were missing me.

I’d talk to God, tell Him show me a sign,

do what He can to keep my doubts at bay.

A plane in the sky would mean you’d be mine,

I’d do all I could to make sure you’d stay

Four years have gone by since I’ve seen your face

but when I do, you won’t leave my embrace.