Romantic Ramblings

And so what is this?
This half-hearted, not complete ideal we hold so dear?
One that is not even ours in the first place.
One we've borrowed.
One we've shamed.
One we haven't even given full meaning to as of late.

Your love is something I refuse to live without.
You are all I ever think, talk, and dream about.
But the fear, my love... the fear is too great
That you don't feel the same for me as of late.

To be honest, my dear, I just don't understand.
How you love me at all, or how you can even stand
To claim that I'm 'pretty' or all those sweet things you say.
I wish I could believe them in some way.

So it is this fear that I think holds me back.
And it's killing me on the inside -- yes, I admit that
I can be somewhat guarded and secluded and lone,
But I'd tear that part of me down if you would just come home.

Yes, home. Not anywhere but my house, with me.
Lately, I've been craving your company.
To see you in front of me with my own eyes --
Which hold a true love that for only you lies.

Just know this my love, I'm scared that you'll go away.
I'm terrified of hidden lies in all that you say.
It's not I think you don't mean them, oh no!
I just wonder exactly where this love will go.

You don't understand dear, it's you that I need.
You're why my hearts pumping, why I still even breathe.
You're all that I want, all I see, all I love.
I have no more need to search. I've found you. I'm done.

So please don't misunderstand, I don't doubt you
Oh, not at all. In that truth is few.
You see I'm just scared that one day you'll grow tired of me.
I fear you wont want me and some day you'll leave.

You could do much better, and better you should definitely do.
But if you do go, I'll spend my life missing you.
Please, all I ask for my love is yours in complete return.
So maybe one day, to believe your claims of love I could learn.

I don't doubt your love, I doubt what you see
For surely there isn't much for there to love in me.
But you, only you, have my hearts attention. Just you.
My love's never ceased, only grew and grew.

My god, hear me now, I must sound like a fool.
But I only am one when it comes to you.
Which is stupid, or crazy. Who knows? We'll see.
But being with you is all that matters to me.

So if you don't remember, just take this from these lines -
Someone like you is terribly hard to find.
And maybe you don't think so, but you don't see what I see.
What I see is a girl that is my life. She's the world to me.

Believe it or not, I love you so much.
And I'm spending all day dreaming of the touch
Of your hand in mine, or my arms around you.
Surely, maybe, you think of that too?

I love you, I need you, please don't go away.
That is my biggest fear -- that you will stray
And leave me alone with nothing left in my heart
And I know that if you do, from the world I'll depart.

I just want you with me, that's all that I ask.
Without you in my arms, surely this cannot last.
The sweet words and hearts can only go so far
And my love, I want to go to the grave with you holding my heart.

So here is all that I must say to you:
Tell me this honestly -- do you love me too?
Will you leave me? Grow tired? Ever want someone else?
For without you dear, I'm not truly myself.

What makes me who I am is mostly just you.
Living without you is something I just can't do.
Please don't leave me, this feeling for you is all that I've got.
If you ask, then I'll keep this feeling for you forever if you want.

This feeling? What is it?
It's love, is it not? It's pure, sweet love?
Its not anything compared to what it could be.
Its a rose newly budded, a baby newly born.
For now it is innocent, but it will grow.
And what will we do when it does?
Well, we'll soon know.