She loved him like roses
She radiated light and heaven
Waiting for the stress to lessen
She liked to stay in the dark
Refusing to feel a spark
Always reaching for something broken
Her dreams never meant to be woken
He always did the same
Making himself impossible to claim
Radiating contentment and clarity
But still he was haunted and alone in the dark
I always appreciated his sincerity
He was nothing short of a king
How he'd enter a room and the girls would sing
Still he remained clueless to his charm
Always humble, afraid of causing harm
She ran and ran after the king
Incredibly impossible to seize
He wore his heart tucked away
Locked in a lonely box, meant to lay and decay
Hidden from every touch
Can't you see all the roses growing from your chest?
Can't you feel the thorns,
When you try and catch your breath?
She loved him like roses
Always beautiful,
Always sharp with her proposes