Breh's Cry

No one else I need.

All I need is yew.

Nothing else from which to feed;

Yew are enough and I hope I am too.

Many things which we cannot choose,

But who hurts us we ourselves allow.

If I must face heat break one day, I'm honored for it to come from yew.

I chose this path, and solid I am now.

Been nearly a year since I locked aim.

And now it's yew I have to claim.

This time we'll remember by its happy stain.

Even if it ends in one's pain.

Breh, if I knew we'd be forever,

That'd be to easy a find for such great treasure.

If I died today I would be satisfied.

For yew are all I need, with no one else to pry.

I worry we will slip, as life has already thrown us messes to clean,

But any faults I will skip, for on your love I continue to lean.