Unexpected occurrences.

Its always at night, alone and near sleep, I step into memory lane

And I try to remember every similarity between your face and mine.

Suddenly my name echos in my head in the sound of your voice,

Tears in my eyes, and dreams of my arm in yours while wearing that white dress.

Numb to the senses of the world, the bumps on my arms arise until reality falls again.

The Lord spinning me into His grace and I see light fallen upon my silhouette.

Though you are there, forever I am Yours. Forever I am meant to be Yours.