Should I Dare Ask the Question?

My feelings grow strong,

And heartbreak with them, stronger--

The absence is long,

And the mourning lasts longer.

Never have I felt like this,

And thusly, what to do is unknown,

I must close my eyes through this abyss,

And let my heart simply guide me.

With the risk of gain,

Comes near certainty of sadness,

And the humane question arises--

Is it all worth it?

And so I pose my question,

In my existential crisis,

And should I provide a purpose,

By simply being yours?

Sorrow is what we make it,

And mine has gotten to me too long.

I break away from it, 

But like a stray puppy, it follows.

Perhaps one day, love will grow beyond,

And at this point, happiness will arise.

But for now, I play this sad song.

And through it, a chance of happiness dies.