My love for you, so passionate, it shouldn't be.
I dream of your embrace, ever so tight, a gateway to eternity.
I muster up the courage, I take a step forward.
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I fell, yet there you are catching me like it's supposed to be: A start.
Each moment lasts forever; I can't see the end.
Doubt takes over, but only for a brief moment.
Pain takes a turn, and many forms, regret the most prevalent.
I saw a different end, it's still to come; death.
To it, I dislike this lonesome path.
In fantasy, your touch felt less coarse.