This Doesn't Make Any Sense At All

The last time I felt like this,

I wasn't even conceived yet,

The possibility of happiness,

Consists in her blue eyes,

My mind is wandering,

And my pulse keeps raising,

Am I alive or just breathing aimlessly?

Take whatever I have left,

I know it's not much,

This doesn't make any sense,

If any at all...

You haven't been fair this whole time,

And I know you won't play fair, not once,

Because I know the way you are,

And I wouldn't expect any less,

Dearest, darling, you,

Have nothing less than,

Every fiber of my being...

Take whatever I have left,

I know it's not much,

This doesn't make any sense,

And I'm afraid it never will.

I would never want it to,

Come between us,

But the most important thing,

I cannot see it.

I know how much you care for me,

And I wouldn't want to lose it,

But the thing you must understand is,

I am...I Am's.