thou dost speakest as if thou posseses a stained soul and thus i wonder of its colors of why thou fear what my eyes would feel or of what my heart would see and i know not where to start save perhaps to tell that life is a journey without maps where everything may not be as they seem where and when you would live, kill and die for what you believe as how right they may seem to you and thou fearest that as truths light would reveal i would find the road away from you i love thee not for my wishes and i love thee not for what may pleases but i love thee for who you are though how near and yet so far though how everything is like a star i love thee with a love that words cannot define love against all the curves and lines truth's lights has made me see, and i love thee even more but if you knew the truths about me... ..will you still love me like before?