"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly." - The Little Prince

The dark of a stormy night laces the glass with rain
With the tears of the sky I often feel on my own cheek
They remind me of a past from which only happiness was met with laughter
A time when cares had no care of me, I needn't any use of them
Until they were of immeasurable angst and despair
And all at once again the cares laid only on me
Had lost my other half, the stability, to this unseen tether to our wrists
We became of a broken outer shell that hold these bonds still against our will
A bond so strong as to be named love, they call it
Further deepened by thoughts of most work, not of joy
They lack of joy and overflow one's hopelessness
And now find myself in loss of words over anew
Some deepest and ever truest love plays still in my mind
While a mere interest rears its intriguing beauty towards I
A temptation much too strong to deny, yet much too forbidden to name
I mustn't be one to have one and long for another,
But a love ever too fond and an interest ever too deep
A choice of a rightly heart over that of my mind