Alen wheeler

(3/27/86 / portland, oregon)

A Eternity of Love


So afraid to let you close, for fear of losing you,
so afraid you'll see the real me, afraid you wont like what you see
so afraid that life without you is empty void
so afraid to say anything for fear of losing you

so ashamed of my foolish heart
so ashamed for not telling you when I fell for you
so ashamed I couldn't tell the secret, I held you in my heart

so blessed to have spoke to your soul
so blessed to have loved you
so blessed to have held your hand through the years
so blessed to grow old with you

so in the end with my wrinkled hand in yours I unveil my heart to thee
and secret which it held for so long that I will be thee for all of eternity

Submitted: Monday, January 06, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 07, 2014

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