• I still wait in the wood, where I knew you to be
    The damp prints still lay imbedded into the earth
    I find my self staring at them
    My eyes never wonder
    My mind never trails
    You kept my fragile heart stable
    My shaky hands steady
    What to do now
    But think of what could’ve been
    What should’ve been

    Yet the sun still rises
    And the moon still sets
    And the birds still chirp
    And the wolves still howl
    But I still wait

    So I will wait until the end of time
    Keeping the memory of your footprints
    I hold it deeply in my pocket
    And my heart on my sleeve
    For if you ever miss me,
    I will never leave