In the midst of LOVE

Yes, if it takes me a step forward, I would,
I won't see if it leads to an ocean or hill.
Yes, if it takes me to lean and beg, I would,
I won't die of a tumor if you're my prescribed pill.

Why people advise "its about love in the end"?
Nobody talks about everything in between.
It take masses and we refuse to bend,
Accustomed to the routine you have already seen.

Tears? Swollen eyes? Squashed pillow?
Who cares what we have to go through!
There is no limit, no beyond or below,
That I wont go, because its in you I grew.

No, I'm not saying we are having rough times ,
I am declaiming, if we reach to that point,
I will still not stop boring you with my rhymes,
I will love you till my last bone has its joint.