there can be no silence

when the love is so strong you could scream it from the rooftops 

there can be no peace

when you find somebody worth fighting for night and day

there can be no calm

when you are terrified of being alone

how do I love, without hating myself? 

in the presence of your beauty I feel inferior

yet so loved and so cherished 

but I don’t understand why 

you are a dream, and I am but a dreamer

mortal and helpless and shy 

perhaps the opposite is true for you 

maybe in your mind, I am your perfection

I can only hope