You gave me new purpose. Made me see things in
a new light, a light i forgot.
The will to strive for things I know I could.
You gave me love, more then I ever had before.
I come to you wounded, unsure of myself.
I ask forgivness for my words, my deeds.
My heart aches, my soul cries.

I ask forgivness, to hold that hand
But most of all ask you do not
forget, what I bare for you.

Love you,

Zephy

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Arios, in the year 131 MA.