I know my affection for her is something that could be mistaken for lunacy
My urgent yearning may seem desperate
I’m infatuated with all her actions, approaches and bold tendencies

What do you think?

Can’t you see?
Passionate insanity

I strive to be her guiding guardian
Her undeniable beauty

Even when she’s leaving and a trail of hopeless anger blended with frustrated disgust follows
Because I know she’ll be back and she knows I’ll be here waiting

All of my soul
All of my life
All of myself
All of my love

All of the times
And the tell tale signs
This girl is rare
As we stare fondly into each other’s hearts