Silhouette is hard to hold

Love was confessed love was in my hold,
Love being fully consumed, Love being so bold.
You have always could bring out the absolute best in me,
You have held me tight, you have set me free.
The way that I wore my clothes the way that I spoke,
The way that I felt when you were here with me,
Losing you from my arms made me choke.
Grasping for air, watching the silhouette fade away,
Makes me wonder if this love was a dream or a play.
Tears falling freely now, losing sight of your essence,
It is so hard to hold onto a silhouette,
Feeling my arms lye upon the other hoping that you were there.
Reminiscent my fingers gliding through your hair,
Just to awaken knowing that you are not there.
Seeing a smile that fades into the sun,
Realizing that I miss you more.
Longing for the day that you give me hope for once again,
No way of proving just my faith that I have within.
Hearing our hearts beating as one,
You should know that your pride is killing me,
When is it that you are coming home to me.
I am trying to not feel the negativity,
A Silhouette is hard to hold,
When you are so far away from me.