Bold

I see you round,

I see you here,

You see my eyes,

You see my tear.

You see me close,

You see me near,

I feel your pulse,

I see your fear.

You want me close,

You want to hear,

I want you by,

You seem unclear.

It all was great,

Around midyear,

Then it went strange,

And disappear.

I can't deny,

The atmosphere,

Feels very strange,

So belvedere.

Is what I drink,

To pioneer,

The hurt and pain,

I overhear.

I try to stop,

Your insincere,

You did me wrong,

I volunteer.

I come strong,

And premiere,

And say words,

Like Shakespeare.

I want you,

You can't mishear,

So stop the front,

And both adhere.

To carry on,

With our career,

And rekindle,

To make this reappear.