Magic could not cast no cure,
Impaled me with venom of torture.
Shackles bind my feet,
Shattering my ability to flee.

Your often talk tease n smile,
Offering me a light in this trial,
Undefeated by the impossible, until now.

Do you have time for me?
Usually I would ask of thee.
May I have a dance, milady?
Denied yet again sweetly.

Dozens more I will ask if u keep me,
Unchanged bullheadedness I keep
Must I leave only when I bleed?
Depending solely on your wish.

Do know this my dear,
Anything from you I will endure,
Taking all my will just to care,
Even if it means ripping the only heart I have.

Maybe it’ll just be another summer,
Even so, all of it I will remember.

Reward for saying you miss me. =)