I don't know what to write but there's one thing I'm certain,
I was struck by this feeling that we consider a "crazy little thing",
The crimson of the day lights up the obscure depth of my heart,
With thoughts of enigma that almost tear my brain apart.
Now I'm thinking of verses yet still lack of words,
It's an uncommon feeling between variance and concord,
Of thoughts that not the mind but only hearts can record,
Of value that wealth can never buy, not even gold can afford.
This rune is now rhyming and its somehow making sense,
Like a phoenix on a jungle, freed without a fence,
This heart is so weak, you can breach without defense,
Do take care of it, please hold it on both ends.
Getting near you was tough, staring at you was easier,
Getting to know you was amazing, I almost cried a tear,
Your yesterday shackles you so tight and its full of errs,
Now I'm here to break that chain, behold, have no more fear.
No one can promise you forever, but I can be your always,
We could be glad, we could be blue, we can be together in both ways,
You can hold my hand as we watch how the days depart and change,
Now I know what I can write by just thinking of your face..
