Why

The universe is filled with secrets,
Beyond that which we can grasp.
Why did you choose me,
Why was I not the last.

To stand beside you, an honor.
A gift I am unworthy to receive.
You choose me, and why, I cannot know.
Why am I different in this world,
This world of villains and foes.

I have failed, I struggle to succeed.
But I have been blessed,
God has shown me grace.
But my heart without you, how it bleeds.

It is not a red, as the rest of the body sees.
But the color of pure gold, your heart.
Always together, never apart.

I want to bottle this time,
To never let it go.
How I feel toward you,
Is what I live to show.

To convey my heart towards you.
I can only try.
But every waking moment is devoted to one question.

Why.