Undelivered communications are poison to relationships
I’ll Dream This High.Way
You lived too sad, I made you blue.
‘twas not my love that was untrue.
So sure the things I failed to do,
Meant love was lost between us two.
Yet speak these thoughts, you would not do.
A phase, I think, we'll make it through.
More space you need, I'll not press you.
I'm good at waiting, you are too.
And so the wall between us grew.
We each held tight to what we knew.
My distance eats away at you.
In such a chill how could we woo?
When minds say nothing's left to do,
To marriage bid a sad adieu.
Our paths departed, now it's true.
A family split in pieces- two.
Yet hearts know minds can misconstrue.
Though rings be split love can renew.
Souls reconnect, there once we flew.
I'll dream this High.Way back to you.