Dearest

Tonight my eyes cannot sleep
My thoughts are occupied
My heart and brain are joined
And they have many questions to ask.
A little fear is invading my peace
Thoughts that I better banish
But my heart wishes to share
So here it goes
Am I truly yours?
Are you truly mine?
Do you think of her?
Or am I the only one?
How often do you miss my presence?
Or is she enough?
Am I a pressure?
Or the medicine of your soul?
Does she call you sweet names?
And do you do the same?
Does she confess her love?
And do you do the same?
Am I an obstacle in the way?
Or is she a phase?
I am waiting patiently
To be the only one
My fear is that this day would never come
Tonight my love I cannot sleep
My tortured soul calls out in pain
Bless you, please answer my quenching questions!
I know I am silly and over-emotional
I know I trouble your peace
Should I go away?
Or should I stay?
Is my presence wanted?
Or is it all the same?