Made For Waiting

Time rolls so indifferentlie now, with a soft tearing of tissue deep inside a tender truth. I'm finding all I ever knew has never lasted longer than the time I've spent missing you. And I've been told in desperate nights that I was made with you in mind, my fingers were made to count your sighs, my arms to hold all of your goodbyes, my feet to take me where you decide.
And babe, you were made to keep me alive.