Your love is gentle, pure, and true,

It’s in the little things you do.

The way you speak, the way you care,

Shows me your heart is always there.

I long to feel your warmth someday,

But in your presence, I’ll patiently stay.

Though every second you’re on my mind,

With you, love is worth the time.

I thank God for this love so rare,

A bond so strong, a love we share.

In my future, it’s you I see,

For you are all the world to me.

Yet your doubt weighs heavy on my heart,

A lack of trust that tears us apart.

I feel the strain, the growing divide,

Hoping you’ll see, I’m here by your side.

The shadows of your past linger near,

Casting doubts and feeding your fear.

It’s hard to bridge this widening gap,

When your heart holds on to a painful trap.

I crave your touch, your love’s sweet embrace,

Yet the distance between us is hard to face.

In your love, I find my strength to rise,

But the weight of mistrust dims our skies.

No rush, yet I can hardly wait,

To feel your warmth—it feels like fate.

But till that day, I’ll hold this space,

For in your love, I’ve found my grace.

Still, I believe in the love we’ve found,

With time and patience, we can turn it around.

Let’s build a trust that’s ours alone,

And in that foundation, we’ll create our home.