And use the term to bind you,
Though you are no lover of mine
Kindred, and companion, we each walk the streets
Longing for the nights that take us far away
Love, for the sake of love, for the sake of feeling loved
For no other reason, do I love you
I cannot gift you casual intimacy, nor friendly kisses,
As my best friends here gift me upon parting.
Though I admit that I love you, love you dearly,
Seeking not to question, but to love, to say that in this world,
There is at least someone whose love is not greedy,
Not dependent, and not a burden of sorrow.
That I may love you, and love you anyway, and love you still,
Though we may not meet again.
That is my love.