You and I

 O why are you doing this to my heart?

Is it the looks, is is it the rocking abs?

You and I together are like fine art.

My love for you is like a healing scab.

When I  look at you I want to fly high,

But I can't because I am hynotized.

Not being with you makes me want to cry,

But it's you I want till the afterlife.

We're from different worlds as you may not know.

This love I have for you will never suffice.

You have gold jewels, I have highs and lows.

I was a fool to think we could survive.

This love is doomed as to where we reside,

But even in death you will still be mind.