On a Day My Love Was Returning to School

Every Sunday he leaves, 

and every Sunday I cry

The tears trickle down my cheeks 

as I wave goodbye

The grip around my heart, 

it strangles and tightens 

When he returns 

I know it will lighten

A year and two months he says - 

it won't be that long

I try to tell my heart that, 

I try to be strong

Time suspends and lengthens, 

the ticking clock ritards

We're hanging in the balance,

a victim of the cards.

We've been dealt a cruel hand, 

by circumstance - apart

But he's the glimmer in my eye, 

the keeper of my heart. 

So even though we're waiting, hostages of the clock,

In spirit we are always together, 

he'll always be my rock.