If only the words would form in my mouth
You could see inside my mind of truth.
Of what chances exist
that you would mimic my mind?

Once I thought none.
But my chances just won.

My past thoughts all seem flimsy
My past wants all seem so weak
My future thoughts fence in your name
My futre wants are all equipped with the intensity only love could bring.

You could do everything you wanted
Anything you wanted

Yet, you choose me.
One day
I will love you too much.
But, too much is never enough.