Climbing

Only so much air my lungs will take,
As I watch this land in which I partake.
Climbing up isn't easy
But neither is writing a daydream.
I climbed up without you
And back down again I shall go.

Your stiff embrace does little more than chill my frame.
I look upon your face with shame.
When will we be the same again?
Tell me, what was my tragic sin?
I fear that you will never again be my friend
You have no more love left to lend.

I carry on without you
I glimpse your face as I often do.
You glide away, drifting on love you didn't save.
I walk away from your haunting laugh
Maybe if I return to the mountain
All will be made plain.

Climbing up still isn't easy.
But neither is only watching.
Watching as our lives fly by,
But one day I won't have to wonder why.