A delicate cool summer breeze

A strong dangerous ocean storm

My love for you will always be

Both of these for eternity

A nice warm beam of sunlight

A painful gust of winter wind

These my love are both true

Both of which apply to you

A small scratch to heal

An immortal ache is still

My love, I cannot lose you

And yet I am

Oh God let it not be true

You are not the cause of my pain

You are only the reason for my joy

The situation of which upholds

It will destroy me and break the molds

I love you my dear

I know you can see

However my dear

It simply cannot be

There’s to much pain

To much heartache

For us to go on

Would be a mistake