Will she be the one, the one known as the completer of my heart
Or will she be the one known as who so quickly ripped it apart
I think she's scared to see what her heart is truly seeking
Her heart crying out so, but she can't even hear it bespeaking
Why I ask myself, why would she be holding back
Were my feelings for her shown at such a lack
If she only knew my nightmares and my many fears
For I will only sit alone in the rain so no one can see my tears
I wish she could see what I saw as she fell from heaven
Her presence so magnificent puts me in such a leaven
For so simply as to seem a dream as she fills my mind
Because her beauty and grace so great all admires even the blind
