Hold Me [Sestina]

Through all these torn emotions I believe,
Love will find it's way to the surface,
With arms to wrap tightly around her,
I will become closer to her heart,
Passionately I will convey my love,
Until she sees how broken I've become,

But what is a broken soul to become?
So far gone it's lost the will to believe,
And what is this passion called love?
Broken inside but beautiful on the surface,
So why do I try to open up my heart?
Everything inside of me is screaming for her,

All I've ever wanted was someone like her,
She's the person I wish I could become,
So beautiful with such a kind heart,
Always confidant with the will to believe,
Passion inside but nothing on the surface,
The girl in which I want to fall in love,

But who am I to try to fall in love?
I'm not beautiful and kind like her,
Does it matter what's on the surface?
I'm full of potential in which I'll become,
So what am I refusing to believe?
That I could truly be pure of heart,

We're both keeping feelings at heart,
Trying our hardest not to fall in love,
We're both lacking the will to believe,
Misunderstanding that it's not me and her,
We're both failing to see what we'll become,
That two people is shown only on the surface,

So these tears will run down my surface,
As she holds me tightly against her heart,
Intertwined as the lovers we have become,
Holding tighter as I whisper, "I'm in love"
Now it will never be just "me" and "her",
As we hold on to what we want to believe,

What we've become is one on the surface,
Always believing she'll hold on to my heart,
And that my love will only be for her...