True love, no pretence,
My only glass of soft wine,

Alone I suffer acute nostalgia sentiment to the brain,

Our past floating my hippocampus again and again,

I Love it like music when it hits, you feel no pain,

My comfort when I slush and whine,

You never change like the seasons,

Your divine smile never goes in vain,

Your love only dries, never dies like a grain,

I say no goodbye, because my heart’s not alone,

You came to my life like a lamb that was slain,

You are my only one.