Closest

Faith and trust go hand in hand, One without the other cannot stand, I heard it once, than heard it twice, All in the same day, just two different times, I keep going back to the word you said, Lord, without trusting you, my faith is dead, I go back to the memory of us walking through the yard, The loss is deep, but you awakened our hearts, Who we once were opposed to who we are now, Wishing to go back to it somehow, Prayers of the heart when two or more are gathered in your name, So personal, yet the same, Don't lose heart, my dear brother, the tears I cry, Are not only for me, but for you inside, Why would God brings us home, if he couldn't see, The healing in our hearts that was meant to be, We share the same prayers, we run and we hide, On different levels but we have the same eyes, His love for us brought us together, pain then tore us apart, When no one was there, we had each others hearts, I could never hate you, we are too much alike, I saw straight to your heart the moment I looked in your eyes, I knew before you even spoke the problems you faced, It broke my heart, I could immediately relate, You held me for a moment, but I never let go, It's the closest feeling of love I've ever known,