how am i to stay the course, to remain bold when all those my heart longs for remain firmly anchored at home am i truly living a dream when the only time i spend with you is in my sleep?

with every it's-been-a-while embrace i wish it could last an eternity silently praying for the courage to say "oh god, how i've missed you

i've seen you in my sleep we were laughing, crying, joking you know, the way it used to be back when we were younger and all that much more free i just hope you see that nothing's changed between you and me

no matter the time we've spent apart i know it's not always easy to show it but please believe that i carried you in my heart that you were with me through every mile i could have sworn i saw your phantom standing in the aisle!"

it seems you already know what i'm thinking and that, even after all this time some things still do go without saying

we savored the taste of our sweet youth and now, with calloused hands, gather the remaining fruit to go any farther, we must endure further pains skinned, mashed, and finally strained fermenting in the time spent away only to return with a fine vintage two cheers to the health of those who stayed