at the sight of you, all fades away, extenuates like the efulgent light of a star ablaze in the distance. all that which i lived for, my priceless ambition, means nothing adjacent to you: something much greater, someone who excedes even the highest of my subconciously prejudice expectations in an uncanny manner of which i portrayed and once perceived as an impossibility, a fabrication, a fantasy.

over time's transcourse, i become unintentionaly ill because the same love i was committed not to reentrust i give to you, all in this inanimate state of decreptitude, of being in love with you. how you've become so much more and i wait, hopefuly expecting the day you let me love you and ill love you like never before,but until then, i dwell in the lonesome obscurity, in the cold, unwanted darkness that is this love in hope that you; my lingering star will realize all my troubles and shed upon me the warm light that is your love