We lived in worlds apart,
Hers, as beautiful as she,
Where every touch brought blossoms,
The most delicate flower to see.

My world was dark and twisted,
Creatures gnawed upon my mind,
Seas in constant, furious motion,
Storms that left no calm behind.

Her skies were bright with color,
Rainbows dancing through the air,
She built walls with doors to heaven,
A paradise beyond compare.

My skies were filled with crawling worms,
Lightning struck with vicious art,
I built walls with no way out,
A prison darker than the heart.

She let them in, her doors ajar,
To share her world of light,
While I stayed locked in torment,
Consumed by endless night,
Too afraid to step outside.

Envious of her world, I hated every part,
But she looked at me, unbothered.

She smiled and took steps toward mine.
Furious, I screamed; the creatures stirred,
Yet her smile never faded, and we were confused,
For my world was abandoned by heaven and hell alike.

Though creatures chewed upon my flesh,
We shared a hate for gods above,
This world was our forsaken home.

But still, she walked, unafraid,
And touched the vicious walls with no doors.
Horrified, we watched the soul, brighter than the sun,
The creatures shielded me, afraid of her light.

With just a touch, my walls began to fall,
And every step she took chased the darkness away.

Now she stood before my vicious companions,
They growled, but she smiled,
And in that smile, they found release,
Transformed into beautiful light.

Alone, we stood. She stepped closer,
And I tried to step back, but my feet betrayed me,
Perhaps I longed for solace too.

She stood radiant before me,
Her amethyst eyes meeting my hateful gaze.
She smiled, and laughter echoed through my world,
A melody calming the seas, and stilling the storms,
Peace now settled upon the land.

Dazed, I watched her smile.
She took my hand, and with grace,
Led me toward her world.

Each step was peaceful, and to my surprise,
A smile broke upon my face.

But as we crossed her walls, my feet betrayed me once more,
And I betrayed her.

Unforgiving as I was, hatred all I knew,
She looked at me, a bit sad,
Yet her smile remained warm as she let go of my hand.

I watched her walk away, each step graceful,
And I turned my back on her world,
Now bound by the chains I had forged.

I gazed upon my barren land,
Closed my eyes again.

But something stirred in my hand—
A small, beautiful plant.

I planted it in my world,
And it grew into a tree, tall and serene.
Now I sleep in its calming shade,
Watching her world from mine.