I don’t know what you do to me,
But it makes everything clear.
They tell me not to talk to you,
Yet I always find you near.
When we break away it’s our pain,
Forcing us to come apart.
Then we find ourselves once more so,
Rebuilding a loving art.
I say this now to know you’re mine,
For it is safe to say too.
I am yours never to let go,
Hearts fond always to pursue.
What is this you’re doing to me,
I can always hear your tear?