Why is it you and why is it me?
These two separate worlds that will never be.
The space between us like the sun and the moon,
it's one or the other but never the two.
Attractions that loom in the dead of night,
if love was a war, for you I would fight.
Two bodies in one whenever we touch,
this fate discontinued, but given a crutch,
A heart, and a mind, and a sould to fulfill
each seeking the other and binding in will.
By death we could never be set apart,
but given a chance to follow our hearts.