This house I built. I've worked so hard. But now that it's done, should I be proud?

It’s been what? Three years, or maybe more, since you walked away and we lost our way...

Once, in this sublime life of mine,

 Someone asked me, “Have you ever loved, then watched it slip through time?”

 I smiled, thought of you, then gave my say:

 “Hmm, not really.

 Almost. But just nearly.”