Midnight Quills

Somehow,
Someway,
In such a short time
You changed me.
Somewhere,
Someday,
In the future, I hope
You’ll be with me.
But it seems
No matter what I do;
No matter what I say,
I’m hopelessly in love with you.
Love that runs just one way.
Love’s meant to be a highway:
Two-way flowing traffic;
My love for you’s a river -
Flowing out into the
Oblivion of the sea.