The First of Many

you know that feeling of pain, or maye your more aquainted with shame? do you know the feeling of love, or the hight of a flying dove? i dont know how to explain it, i see the flame of my inner candle has been lit. i see him walking to my dark depressing corner, he see's that im a loner. sitting curled up in a puddle of blood, i can hear the pounding of his beating heart.... thud tud thud. i look up into his beautiful eyes, he says that he hear my cries. i look away ashamed for being in his presence, i can tell time is of the essance. he reaches his hand down to me, i wrap my arms around my knees. he whispers trust me, i look up and he helps me to my feet. i havent been in that corner for a long time, and i am just fine. i have his love, and he has mine.