As I take these tentative steps towards you;
The burden of the past weighs heavily on me.
The scars of battles past; memories of heartbreak
Make me wonder if this journey I can undertake.

You paint for us a picture of clear blue skies;
But the grey clouds of my pessimism hold sway.
Your love flows like streams of unbridled joy,
And yet, my caution might lead them astray.

How do I reduce myself to nothingness,
So that I may love you completely, blithely?
In knowing nothing but your love for me,
Perhaps I will find myself worthy.