Mistakes

O’ Darling, please be not afraid,
I cannot lie; my life before you was not a good one,
By accident I found you, and you gave me aid.

The past indeed cannot be undone,
But I can offer you a good middle and end,
For both our beginnings were not the best.

I will stand by you and defend,
Metaphoric armour across my breast,
For you have given me the strength I need.

O’ Darling, please do not shy away,
Our passion is not something of greed,
I can prove that if you stay.

Stories with happy endings are not real,
They are stories that have not found their ending,
Apparently the end is when to God’s light, you kneel.

The final act of mortality is to Heaven, ascending,
I am not one that does believe in this, neither are you,
We are of something more than just belief.

O’ Darling, please do not be blue,
Do not inhabit this what seems like everlasting grief,
I will be with you as soon as I can.

This time is tough, but the future will be worth it,
To me, you are in my mind the ideal man,
Your interests, your personality, your wit.

Though I have not yet met you,
I know I can say this without fault in my throat,
I simply adore you and love you.