I must confess:
I’ve loved you longer than I can remember.
I’ve craved you since the moment the breath of consciousness touched my soul—
From the echoes of the universe,
From the waves of planets foretold.

I love you like a drug that consumes my lyricism,
Like an addiction that feeds on my cynicism.
I miss your presence and your song,
I miss your hot breath filling my lungs.

I admit—I will love you beyond this realm,
Beyond this city, beyond this shell.
I promised I would find you elsewhere,
With no bounds of fate or shackles of death.

But I cannot love alone.
I cannot hold it together.
And if you don’t miss me, that’s fine—
I will learn to hold and miss until I die.

I cannot be your side project,
I cannot be a fragment of your liking.
Our love is hope, is whole, is divine.
And if you don’t want to love me with your whole heart,
I will still keep you forever in mine.