When midnight sets over the sun, And the moonlight strikes the horizon, When the clouds alter to shades Of pink and dark violet, And the silent, calm, yet swift winds, Lift your hair into the breeze, Illuminating your undeniable beauty, Your face radiates love and hope To an incomparable extent; This day, I have awaited for far too long, And nothing shall break our bond, It’s too strong—forever to thrive; Not even the deadly eyes of death Can conquer over this unbreakable love; I love you—and more upon each day; Within the darkest of days, You’re always there beside me, Even when my heart lives beneath The shadow of cascading animosity, And the cave of absolute turmoil, You’re always there beside me, Holding my hand through everything; “I love you,” I would say; “I love you more,” you would say; And the battle of whom loves whom more Begins to fill our already full hearts; Time and again, I peer into the future, Knowing we’re perfect until our last breath, And even then more after—our afterlife; When death plagues our hearts, I wish to lie next to you, beneath dirt, Beneath our tombstone—forevermore; Without a doubt in this world, My loving words to you, Shall live within your mind, And upon our forever tombstone: “My heart lies in the grasp Of my one true love—Heather, And I say this—sealed with a kiss.”
