A Balance

What do you do when words can't convey 
all of the things your heart wants to say
my soul feels like it's walking a tightrope
a balancing act between utter despair and Hope
I reminisce in the happy times we've spent immersed in each other
and wince in pain at the disconnect we've allowed with one another
how do we get back home,
heal hearts broken in the unknown?
I do believe God has a plan
and I am grateful he sent me you, my lover, my man.