Weak and trembling, I see you in the corner of my eye.
Meek and mild, you make me want to cry.
Someone constantly hurts you.
How can you keep taking the black and blue?
I wish I could help, but there’s nothing I can do.
Eventually, you have to stand up. I’ll stand by you.
I ache to make you happy. I crave to see your smile.
I hate the one who takes the twinkle from your eye.
I crave you like none before.
I miss you mere feet across the floor.
I’ve been hurt a million times before.
Still, every time it cuts me to my core.
Your love burns bright like a candle flame.
My love for you can’t be tamed.
My patience, you implore.
I ask, “How much more?”
I love, cherish, and honor.
I can’t give more.
Yet you, the one I adore,
my patience, you implore.