I'm an idiot
I'm a *******

I'm so sick of myself

I'm so insecure, I think
That I'll die before I drink

In the heart of the world, a light does shine,  
It's Abhi, the one who makes my heart sing.  
An Indian soul, so gentle and kind,  
With him, I’ve found my everything.  

He brings me joy in ways unknown,  
A warmth that fills my days and nights.  
With every smile, my love has grown,  
He turns my darkness into light.  

I treasure the moments, each whisper, each sigh,  
The laughter we share, the dreams we weave.  
In his embrace, I reach for the sky,  
In his presence, it’s easy to believe.  

The world is vast, its changes so near,  
But my love for him will never fade.  
I promise to cherish, to hold him dear,  
Through every storm, unafraid.  

For Abhi is lovely, a treasure to keep,  
A heart so pure, a soul so true.  
As I work on myself, my dreams still steep,  
I hope he stays, sees it through.  

May the world be kind to his gentle heart,  
As time moves on, as seasons change.  
In every journey, though we’re apart,  
My love for him will never estrange.  

Abhi, my love, my hope, my friend,  
In your eyes, I find my place.  
With you, my joy will never end,  
In your love, I find my grace.

In the quiet of the empty streets,  
With shadows long and wide,  
A friend appeared with wagging tail,  
To stay right by my side.  

While the world was full of worry,  
And days seemed dark and long,  
Haru brought a gentle joy,  
A love both pure and strong.  

With every bark, a hint of hope,  
Each wag, a silent cheer,  
Through every storm, we found our way,  
With Haru always near.  

Now as the seasons slowly change,  
And the fear begins to fade,  
I know the love we shared those days,  
Is the best we ever made.