Wednesday, August 7, 2013

A little something

Every time I look into his eyes,
A shattered slice of my heart begins to shine.
With him I never have to hide,
He knows pieces of me even I could never find.
It's a breath of fresh air,
The feeling of his hands through my hair.
With him I never have to be scared,
And I'm surprisingly unafraid of him not being there.

He's been my rock through it all-
Stuck through the mire even when it wasn't his fault.
Best friends until the end,
Lovers who don't have to pretend.
Each moment with him is a gift.
So thankful for his ability to uplift.

An angel to my nightmare,
The fuel to my every desire.
Like a small flame can start a fire,
So it feels my love will never tire.

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