The truth is

That I loved you more.

More than the grass loves the dew

I love you more

I love you.

 

The truth is

That I miss you

More than the sun misses the flower

On a cold dark night

I miss you.

 

The truth is

I smile because you are alive

If you never existed,

I wouldn't know why

But I know I would cry.

 

The truth is

That without you

My life doesn't hold as much

As it used to.

 

The truth is

That some tears fall,

One, two, three

But no more than that 

Or someone might see.

 

The truth is

I have to be strong

If you see me cry

You will feel bad

And no matter how terrible I feel,

I never want you to be sad.