Sure - Unsure

Some moments are speechless, but loud in my ears. 

Years pass by and still there are tears. I want to shout, ahhh...where is my voice? Can't speak. But why?

I am unsure about the sure. 

You are beautiful, you are pure. 

Want to live you, live with you. 

You are near by you are far. 

I know you are right and right, but I am always left, and that is the big fight. 

You are an open gate, but I always chose to wait. 

These are my sheer apprehensions and nothing more.

You are on a sprint and I am taking baby steps, instead of catching closer, falling faraway.

Belief in "everything happens for our good", is keeping the journey safe and in stride.