You are the notes to my staff
Together we create music
That transcends languages
Tickling the ears
And strumming the hearts
Of everyone we touch

You are the ink to my paper
Together we create stories
That will be passed down
From generation to generation
Leaving the reader filled with hope
That they too will find true love

You are the match to my fuse
Together we make fire
All it takes is one touch
For you to light me up
Shining bright
For the world to see

You ask me why it’s so hard to forgive you;
I ask you why it’s so easy to hurt me.

When you hurt me, I cry.
If I hurt you, I cry.

I deserve the love I keep trying to give you,
Don’t you see?

You can’t reciprocate the love I keep giving to you.
Why can’t I see?