Please, suspend disbelief,
because you know I wear my heart on my sleeve,
but please,
let me in to your heart,
and do not think that I will not love you properly,
or that I will be like the others,
the others who have shattered your heart,
and who have caused you such grief,
and who have caused you endless tears,
that have lasted on and off for years,
no, good grief,
I promise I will not cause you such harm,
yes,
please,
please do not be alarmed,
because my heart is true,
and when you,
when you look into my eyes,
you see it is true,
you see it is true do you not?
And you see it in my smile,
and you hear it in my words,
that are genuine and well meant,
and I truly have no ill intent,
unlike those others,
whose love in your heart is already spent,
and disappeared,
so, yes,
please,
please do not fear,
because I will not promise you the heavens,
and everything in it,
but I will be true to you I promise you,
and time together will be as uncomplicated as can be,
without any lies and no tears from betrayal in your eyes,
and a happy life together with just you and me,
oh, love,
as powerful as it is,
as powerful as the beginnings of new love are,
with broken hearted people,
and people who are jaded from bad relationships,
how difficult gaining trust and belief is,
and I contemplate this, as to the skies I wish,
I wish the lady that I love will believe me,
and I wish that we will be together,
oh, the anticipation and the anxiety of the waiting,
and the contemplating,
as I wait for her to arrive,
and I practice my speech alone,
and I hope for the best as my heart it palpitates,
and it does not rest,
and the butterflies inside me,
they torment me, but I am positive, positive,
and looking forward to seeing you,
and crossing my fingers whilst hoping for the best,
with my heart, with my heart,
in an excited and anxious mess.