I ask

January 25, 2010 in Love's Lair, Patheticological, Whimsical | No comments

to start is hard
to persist is harder
to end is the hardest

I went to a place I never been
a situation I never imagine
seeing faces I never seen
learning with full of keen

but am I too late?
playing with heaven and fate
accepting what’re written and said
hoping what I give is what I get

if only I were the first to come
holding your hand then and times to come
if only that has never gone
you’ll be safely in my arm

a little too much for me to ask
to say this truthfully I must
me and my heart is now steadfast
to love and to have you in the last