Purest Of Loves
I look at you and I see me
Only younger and naïve
All that hurts I've felt
Yet to be seen by you
Your time will come
As mine did and you will be
Free from being my friend, my foe
My lover, my enemy.
The time will come when you will see
How I feel about you and me
Every time I look around
There you are picking me up from the ground
You make me whole and you keep me strong
When will you realize why we fight?
For this, my friend is love
Strong and pure. Something we're not.