To my truest love. I think of you all the time.
I try to concentrate on work but my mind is always on you
My soul dies when we are apart
And lives again when you are near
I love to taste love's sweetest kiss which only you can give
I long to hear love's gentlest words with only you can whisper
When I hear the word love I can't help but think of you
To me love is not something you can find in a book
It means to long for something just as I long for you
It means to adore something just as I adore you
It is when something can lift your spirits
And turn your darkest night to the brightest day with a single smile
Just as you do to me
It is something so presious and so beautifull
It is stronger then anything man can make and yet so fragile
For even the smallest lie can break love's trust
And what is love without trust
Just like love without a cyrstal glare is nothing
More then a cyrstal stare
Right now we have a cyrstal glare but will it last forever or turn to a
cyrtal stare.
I know I will never love another and that my love for you will never die
So with these words I say goodbye. No wait not goodbye but until
We meet again my love

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Severin, in the year 111 MA.