To Love
Love, my heart is troubled by the circumstance at hand.
My heart is severely grieved just knowing that you’re
there, concerned with another man.
Why do you incessantly search for a diamond, in a heap of glass.
When, within the lump of coal in front of you,
lies a diamond of the rarest class.
Love, why can’t you see in my eyes the intensity of the love
I have for you?
Why must my heart reluctantly continue to Compromise?
I wish I knew what I could do to change the way your heart sees me.
I wish with all my heart that I could express my love to you… freely.
Why, Love, do you continue to endure unnecessary
heartache and distress.
You deserve to be treated like the princess that you are,
so why do you continue to settle for less?
I can assure you, that there is definitely one man
who is willing to give you his absolute best,
and can love, respect, and appreciate you more then any of the rest.
What is it that prevents your heart from receiving
the true love you so long for?
Please help me understand why, to you, does “US” seem so wrong?
I know “US” may seem to be a bit of a risk,
but why do you refuse to take it?
Why do you keep on giving your heart to those who carelessly break it?
Instead of to the one who desperately wants to see it mended.
Please tell me, what is it about my love for you,
that leaves you offended?
I know sometimes life seems to be a complicated labyrinth to you.
But I’m here with my hand and heart extended,
Ready and willing to accompany you through!
Love, I never really thought that the old saying was true,
But your absence has made my heart grow fonder of you.
Although your heart has been withheld from me,
my love for you has grown increasingly rife.
"Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire is fulfilled,
it is like a tree of life.”
I hold on to this verse dearly and pray that I‘ll
be able to taste the sweet fruit which that tree bears.
I wish that you could entrust to me, all your love,
Your fears, your hopes, and your cares.
