Faithfully Tempted

painted wistfully
In the desolate quiet
The atmosphere seemed to hate the longing
In your shadow becomes even more muddy

And doubt over love
Now a loyal servant
On my every day
cornered by you
If tomorrow

Faithful no longer trust the promise
So forgive this self
If you choose tuk turn your heart

What a distance you are
Makes me weary
Without your assurance
Will come back with me.