I remember that one day.
That day impossible to consign to oblivion.
You drew pictures of our past on my mind.
You left your dust in my eyes.
First, I waited for the package of faith and patience to ship in.
Next, for the sun to rise to heat your heart and what lies within.
A gift was delivered, but still I shivered.
And I remember perfectly because everyday,
Was that one day,
That never came.