I was feeling lost, lonely and somewhat neglected

Then I wrote you a letter that I later regretted

Cause my fears arose and I suspected

That your hesitance to answer showed that you rejected


So I took all the worries, the fears, hopes and dreams

And I put them in a heart-shaped box with intricate scenes

Turned it over to the universe, to do as it best deems,

a vulnerable child with impossible schemes


You said you understand, that you sometimes felt that way

Just like I described, when feelings rise and sway.

You told me not to worry, that we’d surely find a way

However that may be, we cannot know today.