Words are unable to do justice.
Justice to what my heart yearns for.
Words to my affection won't be honest.
Justifying my need for more, more than me.

Gave you “something” I hadn’t discovered.
Having a hole in my soul the size of something.
left my all in the open without it being covered.
I am now less, less of me. I had it coming.

This void is now locked behind a gate.
Its destiny is decided by our fate.
You still hold the key.
The key to me, all of me.

You hold the key,
For now and forever.
For Nunc et semper.