How I passed! It's so traumatic!
She excit'd, no it's not physical,
It's mental excitement.
Rhyme uproars me. I love her;
I cry, I want her yet.
God does, if she backs after wed,
I'll be her, no response on behalf of me.
Today, even in future, I must not forget.
She is blood, soul, all things of mine.
Kinswoman is important, I haven't,
It might be another one, but I try for her
To build celerity. I think often,
Loving her might be
A bad decision. Forever, I love her.
Message might not be unreveal,
Then I know she will not back.
This message I send forward her,
"Today, I, waiting for thou please back to me
And make me happy. I, passing not sad
But crying time. It may not praise, but universal.
God may want us together. Miss you! Love you yet."
I realise she'll unfeel me, she forgot me.
I request again please back.
Thin love, I didn't forget yet.