How Dear

I don't think we have much time left.
A year?
That may be all before we move away or move on.
A tear?
That's all that will show when I think of your face.
A fear?
Of never having to the love I know we both share.
Because there's no one more dear
In this world full of fear
And if one tear
Showed how much I care, I'd cry for a year
And admit that still those are not enough
To show you just how dear you are to me.

~ Lia Rose, 3/28/12