Falling in love with my beloved in the early hours of the day, or perhaps it was a feeling that lingered long before you entered my life. I now ponder what it means to be a lover and how your name echoes through my thoughts, evoking a mixture of sadness and longing.It's a melancholic realization that maybe the heartache I bear is self-inflicted, my sorrow perhaps preceding yours. I may have deceived myself into believing that I was truly loving you, but the truth is, you hold a significance that transcends mere affection for me."I don't have the heart, baby," I confess, unable to offer the full commitment you deserve. "I'll cling to the morning light, but with a heart that yearns for more." Despite my inability to fully give, I'll remain by your side, steadfast in my love."Stay with my heart," I whisper, acknowledging the role I was destined to play. Was it fate that brought us together on that fateful morning, or was it the darkness of the night that pushed me towards you? Regardless, my heart is where I choose to stay.In the depths of my heart, I'll stay, even if it's just with the memories of that morning. And though I may not possess the full capacity to be your all, I'll remain by your side, bound by the love that lingers in my heart.
