If I could I'd take it back.
I'd travel the past just like a map.
Strategically bypassing the spaces, and the gaps.
The places where the lines all overlap.
Nothing seems to make sense without you here.
I find myself replacing faith with fear.
That sturdy constant now nowhere near.
The things I'd do for you my dear.
I kept waiting day by day.
Forgot the things I meant to say.
They say with time, I'll be okay.
The false hope constantly portrayed.