The end of the dance.

Just like that, what we had is gone
Waiting for your message, one that never comes.
Checking if you’re active, to see if you’re still alive.
Praying for your well-being, my mind is paralysed.

Two souls knitted together, forced to tear apart.
I wanted to help you heal, but I fear I’ve only been a distraction.
I wish I could fix your pain, I wish I could carry the weight.
I wanted to save you, but I am not the saviour.

I long to hold you in my arms again, to comfort you when words aren’t enough.
I dream of running away into the woods together to start a new life.
Away from this world and all of its strife.
But I know that is not wise, we have to confront what we need to head on.

This dance, the one only we knew, has come to an end.
For I was not enough of a man to protect you.
I wish I could come running back, to tell you it’ll be okay.
But in this fallen place, that may not always be the case.
I was not what you needed, what you need is His grace.

So now in this life, this may be our goodbye.
Until we meet again in the place beyond.
Where lions lie down beside the lambs.
Where crying, mourning and pain has all faded.
He will wipe your tears, He will dwell here.
But you can’t rush the race; you have to press on to the prize—this is, Christ.

This life is like a blink compared to eternity.
For when we do make it there, none of this will matter.
It is here that we will worship Him together.
Perfect peace, forever and ever.

- Your Ello x