It's a rope that does not quite reach.
It's a glass, only half-full.
It's a scream, drowned by the wind.
A bridge, thats only half built.
A window that is hazy.
A tear that won't quite fall.
It's a flame that does not burn.
It's a painting that is not quite complete.
It's a connection between us,
That used to be whole.
It's a love that makes me cry.
It's a feeling I won't soon forget.
It's something that is hard to describe.
It's the relationship between me and you.
