I'd just love to sit at a restaurant all night and talk about the world with you

I long for your touch or your smell and
the way my heart takes over my actions when I am with you
you're my everything

We often forget that the person closest to us could be one
The one we always try to protect ourselves from

She is so delicate
My worry and pain became nothing around her
The smell of her perfume clouds my thoughts
The taste of her lips never leaves mine
She was, she is my joy
Always will be

Never knowing if every perfect detail I've planned for my life will become reality scares me
When the real reality of life is that we will never know what is ahead
Whether we admit it or not, that scares us more than anything

The real fear in life is fear

Tormented by her own thoughts
Captivated by her conscience
Damaged by the pain
Lost in the black hole of her mind
Drowning in never ending worry and concern
Raveled in the jungle of her seemingly hopeless life