The Keeper Of The Key

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While I sit in silence listening
for the last sigh of the day,
I close my eyes and imagine that
I'll find you again someday.

Would, if I could have loved you then,
the way I love you now,
seems letting you go was all it took
to finally show me how.

I couldn't make the promise
to give my heart away,
for the keeper of that special
key had yet to come my way.

Now you're gone forever
on wings of a mourning dove,
never to return to me,
the one I couldn't love.

I sit in silence wishing,
that if only you knew,
that the keeper of the key, my love,
was nobody else but you.