Patience is a virtue.

I knew I love you from the beginning.

Another depressing poem that I wrote, oh well, love being an emo kid. -.-’

You are already slipping away.

I love you more each and every day.

I did my best to try and smile.

A fire started burning in my heart for you.

I can’t match your ideals.

You fell from a great height.

This is a description of a relationship. A more spiritual relationship with God, where we often can be in a place where we sense him. It is also an assumption of how he may see and know us.