It's been too long...

I can't remember the last time we had a conversation that was longer than two or three sentences. And I can't help but think back to the days when we would spend hours talking to each other, words that meant nothing but the sweet rumble of them tipping out of your mouth.

Now you have closed your heart to me, and I rip out my fingernails clawing at the door, trying to get back in.

I don't understand.

What did I do to drive you away?

Now I have to pester you to even be acknowledged, and I hate that.

I'm going to need you so much over the next wee while.

But I can't see you being there.

There's a shadow where that friendly face used to be.

How much longer does this have to go on?

You say that things haven't changed, but we both know this is a lie.

This power greater than everything has driven a wedge between us, driving us away from each other...

Because you have the courage, the desire, the need, the WILL to go where I cannot.

I cannot just run into God's arms, crying and begging for forgiveness.

Because I'm always the one left to pick up the stitches you pull out.