''For You, My Love, the Most Exquisite Pain''

For you, my love, the most exquisite pain I know, is a continuous torture that I must suffer all over again; afflicted, I am like a sad Creature. Alone, all too alone! I am ambushed by my feelings for you, ever anxious I'll be rejected of you and be crushed because my love's so desperately zealous. My love for you burns like a billion stars!-- how much longer I can keep it alive, from burning out or dying is but ours to decide; until then we'll love and thrive. Please don't fear a love as robust as mine, my love, for it feeds your soul--even thine.