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Me and I - To the Fair Maiden

 Note to Bae

Mine is a very troubled mind—a very, very troubled mind. But I refuse to base me and you on what I’ve been through. Sure, I will tell you my darkest fears, my deepest worries, show you how many storms rage in my head, and give myself completely. Yet, outside promises—just stay.

I want to know all there is to know about you, but then—stay. I don’t want to know your secrets only to have you not in my life in the future. I have dreams, goals, a future to design... It would be beautiful if you stay and build with me—the troubles, the fun, the success story no one can compare, the stories nonetheless.

Stay a little longer—now and always.
If you ever get scared and back out, I hold it not against you.
I miss you when you’re not there.

I love you, without restraints... unapologetically.

Queen of hearts? No. My woman is no queen—
she is a goddess.

I could spend my whole life telling you you're beautiful...
because you truly are.

I do not love you—no, my sweets, you’re not an object.
I am in love with you,
without hope... no,
without any need for redemption.

I miss you every second you're not here.
My heart yearns for you so much that it hurts—
it actually hurts.

I'm here to say:
I miss you.
I miss you so bad, and I don't know what to do with myself,
'cause it's heavy on my heart.

I just really want to see you.
Where are you, my love?
Where are you?

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