only to whom it concerns:
is this all there is? can we find a more perfect love? can we go on living this life day by day wondering? no. no. the last i leave up to you. i have loved before, and could be capable of again. you can never be the first one suited for my days. can you be my last? could it be that i am not more than the first for you? how many are in your destiny? do you need to experience new suiters? lovers that dont know? all i know is that it would be a shame to lose this future we're making together. a future that needs to be un-tainted, un-soiled. youve taught me, ive taught you, i want, you want, but we dont want eachother to want to have ours. do i remember yours when you dont? remember yours without answer? in times like this when its been weeks and there are months in sight, i and all i can see when i close my eyes is tight , what would you have me do? I Would Answer! but what would become of me then? bull on the range. the lion who kills alone, bearing water for no one, cannot complete this hunt. cannot take this prize. but he asks, is this all?