I love, I feel, I know.
Yet here is the fact my dear,
That you should know.
I love you.
I love you like the dying light
Embracing the darkness.
I love you like the high of cocaine
And losing my senses with joy.
I love you like the flame that licks
Its way up the dry twig, crackling.
I love you like you're the last one I'd meet
And I'd never love another again.
And while I love you, I feel you,
Yet I know my love,
I'll never be one to stay.
