He was, like most, attracted to the wild side she showed the world.
The unapologetic, brash, and crass side
That made her stand out from the rest.
It wasn’t until he got close enough
To look into her eyes…
To see past the bluster
To see past the veil she wore…
That he began to see the damage
She had worked so hard
To hide from everyone else.But that did not make him turn tail
And run as some before had…As she half expected him to do.
It made him want to dig deeper…
It made him want to search further…
It made him want to stay all the more.She was leery…
She was reluctant…
She even tried to push him towards
The exit doors that so many had used before him.But still, he remained…
Steadfast and true and unwavering.Others would view them and think
She was engulfing…
She was wrapped up…
She was dug in…A lioness that has trapped her prey.
But he knew better…
The legs wrapped round him tight
Kept her from running away…The hair in her face
Kept her tears from being seenThe nails embedded in his skin
Kept her from tearing at her own.He held her up…
He kept her safe…
He loved her in spite of
The monsters that made her
Push him towards the door.For he saw the wounded creature
That lashed out to stay safe
That kept smiling through the tears
That laughed to keep from screaming.That was who he fell in love with
That was who he had promised
That he was a forever thing.And then one day
There were no more tears
And the smile reached her eyes
And danced straight through his soul
And filled his entire being.That was the day
That she finally allowed
Herself to believe.That was the day
She let go of the pain
And all of the monsters…
And came into her own.And by doing so,
Became unequivocally…His.
Breath taking.
