So had we begun to love again,
To remember how it felt to be in love,
To remember what, from our love we did gain,
To remember what we couldn't afford to lose in the 'now'.

But I must admit there surely lingered,
Traces of doubt that we'd fall apart again.
For once I'd thought we could never fall,if fate with us tinkered;
And now that we did,I doubted in its recurrence,courage I could feign.

We laughed, we loved,and none of it fake.
But insecurities never ceased to throw punches in.
Writhing in heartache did I spend nights awake.
Unsure of tomorrow,unsure of how sure I'd been.

Then did I remember how once while yet far apart, in a dream;
He told me he'd be home in December and I woke up with a smile.
Soon, as he told me he'd be home that September, I did beam;
Glad how he would finally cross the mountains and the rivers and a mile.

The joy I felt had indeed been heavenly,
And that dream did i consider divine.
So when all hell broke loose and set out evenly,
To bring between us invisible walls  I certainly did whine.

I lost his love that following month and life felt vain,
And my faith turned wobbly and weak from head to toe.
When my soul did mend, and love did bloom yet again;
It seems to me, my faith had still been in the low.

So did I set out to gamble  with my fate with the Lord,
The stakes were placed and mine was my adored.