I write to win money so i can go to school
for i am free from my mother who uses me.
But i write now for i think i'm a fool.
Mostly because i found the man i want to marry
i love you,Dante

He is the first i felt passion for,
a man who knows his life and way.
Because i am away from him, i ache far more.
So i count and count the days until i can say
i love you, Dante

The distance burns as an Inferno
and while acting straight
but lying flames and loneliness don't glow
so for now i can avoid the hate
i love you Dante

Dante, you are my Inferno
the man i will marry
and i never wanted to go
our love, be the key.
I love you, Dante