I fear the tenderness in your soul,
Will fade away,
That it's a cruel trick,
That has enchanted me,
Blinded me from the truths of the world,
Given false hope,
Barely sustaining this glimmer,
Of withering life.

And yet if this is all but a dream,
I don't want to wake to reality,
I don't want to open my eyes,
Don't want to face a new day,
Without the thought of you,
Being there to catch me,
As I endlessly fall through,
These everlasting nights.

My heart and soul is yours to keep,
A glass heart, cracked and flawed,
Close to shattering into dust,
A faded, unbelieving soul,
With only one thing left to believe in,
All other hopes lost,
To the fogs of passing days.

I offer all that I am to you,
Every last heart beat,
Stirring within my aching chest,
Every last breath,
Passing by these bruised lips,
Every last tear,
In the well of my soul,
Every last bit of light,
Not drowned by darkness.

if you're not yet married am interested in you.....

WOW, just WOW, did you write that.
A glass heart, cracked and flawed. Very, very profound.
Wouldn't it be lovely to find someone who felt this way about you, if you felt the same way about them.