It is say that this love we possess is a tragedy in a making,
That this was doomed from the start,
They say that a candel can not last without melting in a fiery rage,
That the green monsters can only hide for so long,
That the glorious sun and the simple moon can never be together during the same day,
That even the grandest melody must come to an abrupt end,
But let me send those messages astray for my dear with my heart I speak the truth,
When the day is over...
You my dear is the greatest moments I possess,
That you are the sunshine that sends me joyfully down these streets and halls,
That you my love leaves my head and heart fuzzy with these enchanting feelings,
That a dove may not take flight without the whimsical wind to aid his feathery arms,
That the blackness of our universe can only be lighted by those bursting stars to bright the way,
That a love as true as this one sets course for evermore,
I know that my words are just that... Words,
But let my actions speak volume for I shall never leave the sun's side,
Forevermore we shall race around on weightless paws through our forest of a home,
You are indeed my one and only,
For I see that without your grace I have found myself tumbling and falling through the seven tiers of Hell,
Thou art the Juliet to my love-struck Romeo,
For this love story was foretold in the stars,
My dear this is the truth,
We will always be,