Socially Excepted or a Life? You choose

Pushing through the crowd.
Trying so hard to get to you.
You see me now,
You tell the crowd to let me through.
Crying, I tell you what I came to say.
I see you fall to your knees.
You say, "My Love, it doesn't matter.
You open the box you have in your hand.

Diamonds dance in my eyes.
I want to tell you how I feel, but it is not "socially" excepted.
Others will look down on us.

Hope restores to me as I remember, the others who told me , as they pointed to my chest,
"Follow your heart dear"

I shut my eyes tight and the tears drip down my face.
I feel a tingling sensation in my stomach as if to say, What about me?
My eyes fly open I assuredly know the answer.

Forever our three lives will be bonded.