Aching to be with him

There have been so many times that i ached to be with you...
to feel your warm touch...
To feel your gentle breath...
or simply be granted the mercy of knowing you was safe.

I Held no illusions about the risk of loosing you,
I get merely blinded by my fate,
With such corrupt misery of existence
my conviction became of no value.

The doom of my altruism,
As for faith rejected my reason
Without you to enforce such faith
I will clinch idiocy without intimidation.