I have this urge to love you
Some do not wish it to be true
But this urge does not stop
Nor do I want it to, lest it flop

I wish you understood the meaning
About your feelings or you would not be concealing
The things I have sacrificed but did not have to
And to those whom I have lost, I will remember you

These living words blessed from within
I had hoped by now lifted your chin
To see you standing up in honour and glory
This is not just some mythical story