To be or Not to Be

To be or not to be;
Am I in love with thee?

A fire so cruel still burns,
And shines on my heart's yearns.

Whilst burning my heart warm;
Love choked my breath with storms
Of smoke, when it seemed gone.

To be or not to be.
wise to risk arrow's bleed;
Or let love, not be my creed.

Love is blind, so it's told.
Not all glitter is gold;
I've learned the story cold.
How it has left me old.