These words you speak,
Are weak to me.
It would be impossible for me,
Possibly not to worry,
Because I love you.
My mind is constantly screaming your name,
It always seems to be the same.
Feelings of care tame my mind,
And everything else,
Is as small as a dime.
These feelings of worry are not bad,
And make me feel anything but sad.
Instead I love you even more,
And if you need me,
I am always a few doors away...
