Are we in love with people because of who they are, or because they are who we want to be?

If I would cross a thousand seas for you, maybe one day I will do it for me.

For you the sunsets burn with passion in mind, but to say the same with I would be much too kind.

A dreamed request to be buried in your chest is one I do acquire, but if you were to do the same then it must be during your drunken hour.

And on my final day I do hope you’ve not wept for my heart still remains and with your spirit is it kept.