I know you've been through it all before,
too afraid to admit that you loved and lost
forgetting that only the brave survive.

Someone was here long before me,
they took your strengths and poked holes
in them while smelting your insecurities
into permanent scars and doubts. That's
when you put your heart in storage

before the beginning of the world's second end
in hope someone new (someone like me)
would come along and take you for a walk
in the clouds holding your hand the way
it's thought that angels will when Time comes
to pull you away from your last page.

I know you've been through it all before,
you know what it's like to shatter and fall
but not everyone is another pirate

taking advantage of the rare
golden hearted seraphim of the myth
(you and your kind). So please, Darling,

please, let me love you.