Who's loving who? Whose love's more true?
Who hurts the most, if the other were to vanish?
In search of knowledge, but there's certain things I rather not know,
Trial set to order, Judge carries the motion,
If there's no you, where's my heart suppose to reside?
Homeless, restless, with a strength that refuses to give up,
Thinking too hard, steam rising from my head,
Only reminds, as cold weather exposes my warmth isn't enough,
But feelings linger even on the hottest days,
Cools my mind as my world is seemingly on fire,
Not of a girl, but a woman causing a Tug-of-war,
Loosing my grip, followed slip, tumble to fall,
Fear crumbles before infantile Love, which my soul has longed to nourish,
Guiding me to new horizons, eyes have yet to behold,
In thinning air, words become significant as they're now rare,
Losing consciousness, fading away into vat of emotions,
Priceless, only shard by a privileged few
Escaping into your essence, now fugitive to all others,
Held in custody as life is the sentence,
I've been charged, accused and now stand convicted,
Judgement approaches and none can refute, when I know I'm guilty of loving you... To be continued
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