We see the same moon
And live in the same town

We went to the same school
And have mutual crushes as well

But you say patience
I must wait
Which is worse then seeing a raven upon a bust

Because nevermore will God create
A guy as loyal as you
As trustworthy or wise
As smart or righteous
As tolerant or able to deal with my wretched self

You are a gift now, of course
and shall even be a curse now too
You are curious about me now
And seem to be forevermore