im not much of poet, but fuck it lets try:

Where are all these words we used to say?
And why instead we have to pray?
That we will be together,
That we will love forever.
In many ways i care for you:
In friendship,love,
In Good and right,
In Bad and Worse,
And when we fight.
I never ever meant to make you cry
I never meant to let you die,
But not the kind of death you see in news,
And not the kind of death you hear in schools,
But mental death, for love and care,
For feeling better when im there,
Why are we going neverwhere?
Now, i can you see you found your life,
Good job, good friends,
Some peace at home,
A meaning in this hollow life,
A way to fight a fierce attack.
So please explain, hold nothing back,
So i can maybe become free,
Why do i love you more,
Then you love me?