“Why?”

Love from a distance doesn’t make sense

when my arms are empty

and you’re there alone.

I can’t keep from asking, “Why?”

Surely there is a plan in this

but it doesn’t seem to make any sense

why God would want it this way--

With my arms empty and you there alone?

Now, some people say that you’re not really mine,

so my heart shouldn’t hurt

and my eyes shouldn’t cry.

Why can’t they see you’re a part of my soul?

From the very first time that I saw your image

you entered my heart--

became one with my soul.

I knew you were meant to be mine.

Much time has passed while I’ve waited for you,

and the more time that passes

the more I ask, “Why?”

And while I am asking, I pray for you, too.

I pray that your heart will be ever protected.

I pray you’ll be healthy--

Be loved and adored.

I pray that you won’t give up hope.

I pray for a miracle everyday,

though your arms are empty

and I’m here alone…

that someday we won’t be alone