if i fall, you'll die

it appears now

That we are in a lab-like place

i am sorry

i hear the calls to pull you in

but how can i save you

my darling?

i tried love

but it turns out

you're alergic to that

i tried honesty

but it only propels you

into the arms of another

and infatuation

only brings you part-way

i am truly sorry

but i fail to understand

the physics of it all

i'm a simple man

i just want someone who can return my intense passion

like an unbridled flame, one as hot as the sun!

rather than running off with it

to drown in my vast ocean of thoughts and words

to suffocate.

that's all i ask

even the walls in my room

can take my endless profession of love

without complaining

But my hope and patience have no limits

only breaks in-between

when my heart is broken

i run off to the hills and mend it

only to re-emerge

with even less memory than before

is that penance?

and what will i be next?

The "hero"

saving you from a black knight?

or the gift you couldn't open before New Years?

maybe even a psychiatrist

either way

one thing's for sure

eventually your closet will be empty of disguises

to by-pass my security

and when that happens

i'll take my fleet and depart

to conquer some foreign land

only to return

with less men than before

because there's strength in numbers