Tell me you are mine. I’ll be yours through all the years, till the end of time.
Love is a fire which burns unseen.
I feel happy at times we have had angry words but these have been kissed away.
You cannot appreciate happiness unless you have known sadness too.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, all losses are restored, and sorrows end.
I looked over to you in heaven, as you stare me with sorrow.
When you really love when you can find the fragility and language.