I know this is hard for you.nThis is something I must go through.nThe first step of the long march.nThe hardest step, we must depart.nI will return with more love and more hate. nFor the distance that makes us separate. nPulling me down past the point of comfort.nI wish I could hold her, stand with her.nAnd I know it's not over.nEvery minute is a minute closer.nI will come back to hold.n'Till the day that we grow old