writing Love transcribed

[Ferret Girl 2,642]

I do not know what for.

By these reasons implemented by you,

I am only brought to more doubt.

I find myself at the mercy of your words.

Leaving empty voids that can only be filled by you.

Feelings that I never thought I’d have, now rampant.

 

What does this make me?

Still at the mercy of words.

Seeing the value in me, and so I question it.

Are your reasons sincere?

I have no reason to doubt, but am brought still to do so.

 

My feelings turn to thoughts of obsession.

My mind is unable to think.

I am at the mercy of the words you speak.

Longing and denial come forth in a splendid dance, cascading through my body and soul.

 

Days that I will always remember,

Hold true to these feelings.

Surely, I was sure of myself on that day.

Wherever I look, at the mercy of your words.

Feelings take their toll, on this one, who is weak.

 

I am lost in these words that I say,

You are in my thoughts.

Be it I eat, sleep, or pray.

I am no longer in control of myself,

I am at the mercy of your voice.

 

With heartfelt tears and love transcribed.

So I write this, my plead of emotion.

The only true way of expression.

Nothing more I want, than to be with you.

I find myself, on this fact,

to be your puppet, at the mercy of your charm.

 

Truly, I am enslaving myself,

based on feelings I never felt before.

 

Only because your mercy towards me is true,

that I can be sure, with all my heart.

I know you are the one, and I give my love to you.

 

-David Favret

 

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The 23rd day of every month... it will always hold such a wondrous place in my heart.