Wishes are Granted

the days grow shorter
as the nights grow longer
and i can see you still
staring at me in the window

for which you sit
in your arms i wish to be
where i belong
with love so strong

that the chains of sorrow and deceit
melt away with your gaze
and no matter what happens
they never come back

to the day i die
i live in fear of the next day
i'm not with you
for it may be my last

and not expressing my love
to someone who cared
to someone who has the guts
to say I love you