I want you to be with me till the end of time.
I want you to never leave me even when you have to go.
I want you to hold me until my body becomes one with yours.
I want you to love me, unconditionally.

I want to hold your hands until my fingers ache.
I want to stare into your eyes until my eyes dry out.
I want to listen to your heart beat until it stops beating.
I want to love you, unconditionally.

I'm a craftsman with words.
Each page I fill is another home I've built.
Every house is built differently to hold a variety of people.
I'm a craftsman with words.

A writing utensil is the only tool I will ever need.
It is a tool anybody can use but a true craftsman can do so much more with it.
My mind is a toolbox, filled with blueprints of houses just waiting to be built.
I'm a craftsman with words.

The page is the plot of land that I will build my house on.
The lines on the page is the foundation and the framework that I will build off of.
My pen is the hammer, each letter is a nail, and every word is a 2x4 holding the house together.
I'm a craftsman with words.

Every sentence a tile I lay to make the floor with.
Every paragraph is another wall that I put up.
Every "The end" is the roof I put to complete the house.
And every house I build, is a home people can move into.
I'm a craftsman with words.