so, i sit and wonder,
and also ponder,
if he actually loves me,
or only what's inside of me,

i go and ask him,
what made you fall in love with me?
i watched his cheerful eyes go dim,
he sighs, and then replies, "well you see,
i fell in love with the heart in you!"

i smile,
even though my soul turns blue,
i'm a bit confused,
doesn't he see the galaxies in me, and the art in my heart?
but oh well, what's new
I hear him softly grumble 'whew'
as if he just got out of a life threatning situation,
i began to get anxious, and focus back on my soothing mediation.