They say it's rude to stare.

But what if I can't help myself?

What if all I want to do is stare at you?

Would you allow me the pleasure 

Of learning you inside and out?

Would you let me love you

The way you were meant to be?

Is it too much to ask

That you love me in return?

Am I a fool to think 

That you would ever feel the same?

I can feel your soul around me

Whenever I hear your voice

Reminding me this mortal separation

Will not be forever.

I love you, my angel, 

I hope you know how much.

Though it has not been that long

It feels like so much more.