Is it me?
The one only trying to be free?
Or is it my head?
The only thing that puts me to bed.
I feel fear from inside
Only to hide
Is it my own kind of tide?
One that only cries?
I love you most
Like my own host
This I do not boast
Let us make this toast
One of our own recognition
In our sad state of condition
One that’s almost like premonition
It’s foolish to hide the position
To take charge, to what’s ours
One to make high towers
One that shows our true flowers
One that doesn’t reign with powers
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
Must I say again?
I will forever even in pain
This I call your name
To be your only claim
I love you more
Never to mourn
This I do not scorn
But here we are born
Don’t forget
Even if I made a lonely gift
We come in a rift
But here I am to be with
I love you…don’t doubt it…ever.
This is for my lovely girlfriend: Arrion.