Sunday Love Pt. 2

As I watch you get dressed
readying yourself to leave,
my heart grows heavy
a sadness lingers over me 
and invades my innermost thoughts.

As I watch your form take shape in the mirror,
reflecting the beauty you bring to the world,
I see the woman who powers my dreams,
gives light to my shadows
and stands beside me,
her cup of love,
the ailment for my sorrows.

Yes, 
my heart grows heavy as I watch you leave,
and I can only hold the memories of our last embrace, 
as I wait for you again.