My love for you, so passionate, it shouldn''t be.


    I dream of your embrace, ever so tight, a gateway to eternity.


    I muster up the courage, I take a step forward.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    I fell, yet there you are catching me like it''s supposed to be: A start.


    Each moment lasts forever; I can''t see the end.


    Doubt takes over, but only for a brief moment.


    Pain takes a turn, and many forms, regret the most prevalent.


    I saw a different end, it''s still to come; death.


    To it, I dislike this lonesome path.


    In fantasy, your touch felt less coarse.