Oh! Trials! Tribulations
And terror in losing
Love in a race against

Anyone who's ever
Loved you; I loved
You first, as much
As I do, at least.

I reach! Recalling
Your irreplaceable
Touch, for I am lost
So far away from

You in this heated
Scandal of racing and
Time; of jealousy,
From me, at least.

They say that you
Are not perfect, but
That is why I long
To know how much

You can do to
Prove them right, because
To me, I am in love.