Nostalgia

Everyday is a Sunday evening
As I prepare for the Monday rain.
Slowly my heart is healing
From a lifetime of endless pain.
I’m recuperating somehow,
More than I ever expected to.
The hardest part about my life now
Is having to miss you.

From the moment my heart let you in,
I’ve felt more than alive.
I have no doubt that I’d live it again,
Again, and a thousand more times.
You mean more to me than words will ever say
And I know my love is true.
The hardest part about my life today
Is having to miss you.

At times the missing is excruciating
Almost like fighting with the wind.
My love for you reverberating,
I fall for you all over again.
This nostalgic feeling has my head bowed
As I prepare to yearn for you again.
It may be the hardest part about my life now,
But missing you is worth it in the end.