Hope, truly hope

What on earth will happen when I see you in a month?
Will it be way better, then what is keeping us now?
Will you tell me NO? Will my love to you flow?
I have no idea, where the hell I will be.
Who knows – maybe I’ll be flying THERE free.
Free of charge, like the airport Duty Free, you and me.
Who knows – who will kill me. Who will keep me alive?
Is there any chance for us two to survive?
You know, you count on me all the time.
The time that I’m spending on you to be mine.
I hope, you are thinking the same way as me.
I hope, you are hoping for us to let be.
And thank you for all.
For all things you have done.
For everything that happened, even when it wasn’t that fun.
Don’t break me, don’t shoot me, and don’t take me away.
Away – only then, when you want me to stay.
To stay with you, honey, to make us a lot.
To stay us mixed only like two in the pot.
I’m not asking or begging.
Well, surely, I am.
But it is for good, to not be like damn.
You see – I am yours, all yours with my soul,
My heart and my breathing,
My life and my all.
We’re staying together, and no matter what
I am always there for you and always a lot.
I pray to God, we’ll be together.
When we come back – we’ll see and feel it even better.
So anyways keep me and save me from harm.
No boys will stay round me – I’ll still be having fun.
So thank you for being my only love.
We’ll be together like five in a glove.