Purest of my love

Purest of my love:

For I knew thee didn’t love me from the moment you asked for the moon, thou didn’t want my heart nor what my heart could bring but the very sight of the shine in thou eyes brought me back to my knees.

After I used my quill to write with the blood from my heart which is the purest of my love, I watched as thou tore it shreds and buried the very last thou had of me wherever the rest lay.

From the moment thou’s smile brightened for some other it became clear, that my love was being given to another, and that presence only dimmed thou everlasting beauty.

But I will forever love you until the sun crashes into the moon and I witness the light fade from your eyes, the very same eyes that used to shine with the love that came from the rivers of heaven.

Goodbye my love, Forever the one l'd part with.

Forever the purest of my love.