My world

Sometimes late at night I wonder

If I will ever be good enough for you

Sometimes I wonder it during the day

As I pace our living room floor 

I wish I could promise to keep you safe forever

But that is a promise I can only promise to break

Life is meant to be lived full with heartache and heartbreak

And even as I hold you close I know there are small wounds and scars 

That my love can only soothe so much

But I hold tight to the hope and the longing

Hold tight, and hope somehow you will see

That as long as there is breath in my lungs

You'll always mean more to me than all the world.

Lionheart, again.

Lionheart, what you do to me. 

My fears dissolve. 

My dreams expand.

Your presence is a calming sense the likes of which I did not know I needed.

Lionheart, you feed parts of me which did not understand their hunger. 

My constant hum quiets.

My restless demons slumber when you look at me.

You inspire me in every breath, indulge my soul with your unwavering faith of my potentials. 

Lionheart, keep me and allow me to do the same for you.