A Different Kind of Love
I tried to introduce myself,
the words not coming out.
Her dark blue eyes glared at thyself;
I heard her vocals shout.
Of course you wouldn't notice me.
A ghost haunting this place;
a tortured soul you couldn't see;
a caged wolf pacing in this space.
I noticed you on the sidewalk
bathed in the silver light,
Daring myself to try and talk
I gave up with a fright.
You were barely walking ahead,
So close yet so far.
I watched as the shiny car sped,
My ribs feeling like bars.
We stopped at the same time waiting,
waiting for the light change,
and my resounding heart skating,
this incident was strange.
Where you turned around and looked straight,
Straight into my wide eyes.
I felt the sudden need to hate,
And tell myself petty lies .
Because I knew you saw my soul,
the one I kept hidden.
Darker than the blackest shade coal;
things I wanted ridden.
And you smiled knowingly,
because you saw inside.
Not the girl who is showingly,
The girl who always hides.
They're the ones who killed my spirit,
broke me down to nothing.
My screaming; no one could hear it,
you could make me something.
Pressing a soft kiss to my cheek,
your hand fit like a glove.
I knew this would not be bleak;
a different kind of love.
And even though I was broken,
You would fix me with tools.
Tools made of your devoted love,
we will make our own rules.
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