Oh fair maiden, what doth you not comprehend? How I wish she did.
Once filled me with fright, and times of how I almost died.
Backtrack to a point, and he destroyed everything in its path,
a sweeping emotional tornado rifling through my life.
But the one is right behind to help restore, if but alone for a while.
You were destiny, my first thoughts when awake,
or fallen upon a bedrock in your forest.
You made me tremble, the touch of love..
I speak to her now, as the past claims, to defend and love.
There are no boundaries to which we cross, influential negative cross-waves.
To hold to your values, despite others, is where to aim, if not but to dream,
for the one knows your heart, and whilst change is everywhere in some form,
the good lies in forgiveness, and it trickles down the cave -colored red- for my mind.
It is not welcoming, but then you paint your childish charm over me and I cry inside..
The international dateline continues for we are all one unto him, and to say otherwise is folly.
Hoping you will understand.
"There's a ghost in me. Who wants to say I'm sorry..."