Beating intensly at a fast pace,
my heart begins to sprint as if in a race,
provoking thoughts of you are the cause,
never seeming to gain a moment to pause.

Accompanying this is the confusion I feel,
deciphering within my world what is real,
attempting to foresee the end result,
yet lacking a definite source to consult.

Aching at the pain withheld from you,
knowing exactly where my heart lye's true,
trembling as I'm overwhelmed with emotion,
surrounding me as far and wide as the ocean.

A deep sense of loss for myself exists,
yet the love I have strongly persists,
despite the fears that I obtain from you,
our love, is a hope that I still wish to pursue.