I don a heavy heart nowadays;
I smile, but it is limited;
Because my heart cries, I'm not surprised though;
Under these conditions, it is warranted.
Eyes stare, unwanted;
Smiles flare, directed;
Hearts lay bare, un-accosted;
All of them blind to the truth;
That being that my heart belongs, somewhere;
And till reunion, it will continue to long, remain nowhere;
For the rightful owner already exists.
I could fight it; problem is that this feeling just persists;
It grows stronger;
And to be honest I don't want to fight any longer.

I own a soul dismantled;
Joyless, confused.
But what can I do?
My physical being refuses;
If I do not let you grow,
I might end up having to let you go, forever;
I can't risk that though,
I need us together;
Yes, two hearts, sustaining one soul,
Just as two halves make a whole;
That is the forever we deserve,
The one I believe we both want.
But while I wait for forever,
A heavy heart and a dismantled soul are mine;
Waiting to begin our "Until the end of time".