She dug deep and found my system of *******
My well of insecurities
My shelter of validation
To feel threatened by the truth is the universes way of placing your thick sins in this purgatory sanctuary
Never has a being mapped me out head to toe
Pretty little enigma desires to prolong the many questions about my identity
So far yet so close
The eyes tell a story of the hostile home she used to roam
Arrived
The perfect reputation unwinds when night time carries you many hours past 12 am
Her name is Valor
Interactions that allow the depicting of my iceberg to begin starts an investigation of my loose memories and conversations
Articulation is the suspect and unconventional thoughts and actions are the deductive issues.
Inside she’s in love with your soul
She still has some digging to in order to confide in you
Craving the acceptance as for her, the desire of your genuine infatuation that lingers off your lips when you lock eyes to look away anxiously for the future you aspire to be so realistic.