• My love,
    I love you more and more
    Each day.
    And because I love you so greatly,
    My heart produces a searing pain
    That I cannot dilute.
    Every time I see you;
    Every time I hear you;
    Every time I look into your eyes--
    I see that which I cannot escape:
    A world where, without you,
    I would crumble;
    An undying devotion
    To loving everything about you,
    Especially that side of you
    That only I can see.
    It's actually quite awful and offensive...
    What I do for you.
    I lie to my friends.
    I choose you over them.
    But the worst of it all--
    I do this all of my own, free will.
    You never ask this of me.
    Honestly,
    You hate when I do these things.
    But, this is why I feel pain...
    Because I know that I will never change my ways,
    And I will always feel as if they could never accept how I am.
    Unless,
    I talk to them
    And express myself to them
    And try to make amends.
    But I am a hopeless person,
    Who needs help, but never seeks it,
    Because I am too afraid to ask.
    So I ask of you,
    And everyone who I love...
    But who are all now...so distant...
    Help me to cherish what I have,
    And to never, ever lose you.
    I love you all, with all my heart,
    As it silently breaks in two.