i write this to you,
i write this from my heart.
for my fear is that,
from my life you will soon depart. . .
with every moment i snatch to spare,
i think of you.
do you feel the same?
or,
does this come as one big scare?
i wish to make you mine,
for life beyond infinity.
will you be mine?
or,
is this simply a question of insanity?
as you read this,
read this with your heart.
for my only wish is that,
of my life, you will soon be a part. . .