Believed buried,
A heart estranged from it's beat,

Suddenly revived,
How strange to feel all but meek,

It was the stone I had unturned,
That hid something beautiful I learned,

And to know,
Beneath the surface of the stone that glow,
Was to love you so,

Yet it's love you choose not to know,
And despite a promise,
You must let me go.