What is one to do

A calm whisper comes in the dead of night, the feeling pressed upon my heart is it right? I feel it, its warming, full of passion and it makes my breath take itself and when I'm with her there is no greater wealth. But As I sit by and watch the river flow, my heart still feels as if it was shot with a cold icy arrow from a crystal bow. What is one to do when there is nothing one can do? I want to grow, I want to grow with you, but what is one to do? My heart is still strong and true and it is just for you, so don't hurt it, just love it, take care of it, then maybe I could have yours back? . . . . I write these and summit them on my phone so please understand the format is not going to be normal but I'll fix soon when I get my computer up.