Empathy

When I’m with her everything changes and I start to notice life in different phases, like the man on the moon Her beauty is written about in praises Even though she sees nothing but imperfection as the mirror gazes But all her imperfections are the definition of perfection to me, if only she could see what my eyes see As she brakes my limitations to joy, her gentle soul molds my concrete heart I now find life within death When I hold her, she feels safe with no cares in the world but wonders if she should still care just a little Like I want him to know I care but I don’t want to feel as if I’m reaching She looks at me and asks how could I be so lucky, and questions if life is even real Even though she wakes up every morning to pinch her skin with no changes, so this must be a little real She jumps not knowing where she might fall With all the proof in the world she still asks how much will this cost every time he says I love you This is an example of genuine actions being stabbed by the doubt her past created Leaving us to learn the little things matter just as much as anything else That’s what I notice every time I noticed you Like the smirk you get right before your dimples bloom each time I would see you The way your baby hairs fall down the side of your head right before I brush them behind your ear The way your freckles sparkle beneath your eyes like stars in the sky The way the holes in your outfit match the holes in my heart If only we realized we are always in his hands and even with the holes in his hand he would not let us fall through I used to be so guarded with life because of my past I hold on to but when my reflection is in your eyes I am never afraid to let go And as I fall I notice the atmosphere around me Everyone wears a crown but sometimes we want the thorns instead, don’t you remember we already have a king Every rose has a heart so I give it to you on your bad days when you just can’t find the beat The clouds roar louder than lions And in the rain, you can see the future within tears from the past Too many times do we complicates things making relationships so vast When all we need is God to be first and last When we are together the feeling is always mutual p.s. I wrote this about you knowing I feel the same way too…