I keep thinking—
One day you will be gone.
No matter what I do or say,
What I feel or bury within,
You will be sent away;
Our love will be broken.
Let us thrive in this now,
And continue on tomorrow.
Let us relish in what we have;
Let it be known to the world;
You are him;
My “one”;
My soul-mate.
You, I could make my all.
Let not, tomorrow come,
And the ships sail in
Let you not leave me for good
Walk beside me—
Hand in hand.
Never take your fingers from mine—
Metaphorically—
Please always remember me,
And never let me go.