My dear,
author of my heart,
As above, so below—
you are my essence.
With this ring,
I mark you with my love when I must leave.
I mark you with my presence
when loneliness sits beside you.
Take this ring,
so my soul may circle your finger
and find its way back to you.
Words, money, emotions, health—
they mean little to me
if I must live alone.
So save me,
that I may save myself.
I love you now,
I will love you tomorrow,
I will love you after the hate,
and I will wait for you
even after our bodies have left this world.
For love is a world of its own,
and if I could spend my last days
looking into your eyes,
I would call that eternity.