Hello, my dear.
Dearest, dearest, dearest...
Dearest, beautiful one, my sweet,
Terms of endearment; all for you!

My friend, my love... the only thing I could kiss and love at times.
Do you remember me?
Can you remember what we were?
Do you remember what you were meant for?

Oh my love, kisses, hugs, my baby, my sweet!
If only you could remember...
If only you could find it within yourself to do what I don't have the courage to do.
Are you unable to?

Blood, my sweet, blood.
Crimson, maroon, red, ruby, garnet, so many words for the color.
I call it blood, does it matter, the color?
And cold blood because of the ice which froze my skin and my soul.

I would sit with you, frozen in so many ways.
Feeling love for you, love for the beautiful sweet that helped me so.
You never spoke, never had a will.  Only my will.
I loved you.  I still do.