The Hole

There once was a hole,
in my body, it was there.
It wasn't created by knife,
disease, pull, or tear.

I never knew what the hole was,
until that one day,
I saw a piece of heaven,
that truly made me say,

My God, now I know,
what I have been missing.
Love is what I need,
for my hole to start filling.

Her name was Mimi,
that was my secret love.
To me, she was an angel,
with the wings of a dove.

I wanted to tell her,
how she had stolen my heart.
But whenever I got the chance,
fear prevented me from the start.

But on that fatful day,
when I told her, "I love you",
Tears of joy streamed down her face,
as she said, " I love you too. "

So now, we stand by the altar,
in this mighty church of old,
And listen to the minister say,
" To have and to hold. "