Who knew that you would find me,
when i was lost and broken,cold and shattered
through the brokenness you saw me
not for my blue eyes that you say look as deep as the ocean,
or for my soft skin that you caress with your finger tips
you see past all that, no.... you see me as i truly am

who would have thought that the moment you saw me
you knew you needed me and i needed you
you saw me curled up in the shadows trying to drown out the pain
and the sorrow from all who have hurt me
you were cautious with me knowing i was weak and delicate
from the pain that was over whelming me

yet you held out your hand trying to show me kindness
trying not to frighten me and yes i was afraid to trust
to have my heart ripped out of my chest once again
but something told me you had no evil intention
not like others, you were different...

who would have known that my wings
would once again take flight?
that the darkness that was once part of me was now gone and
filled with your light
but you taught me that the past was good because
that's were you truly know pain and happiness

for now you see me as i truly am.

For each breath i take
i die a thousand deaths
the pain echoes through my lungs
a burning fire impossible to quench

i gasp for air waiting to be heard
how much time has passed
since I've been forgotten

but than here you are right in front of me
with your hand reaching towards mine
pulling me out of the pain i was trapped in

you are sturdy like stone
but soft underneath me
all i can think through this moment
is how did you find me

and with a intake of breath i realize
that the pain i had been carrying with me
the one that once consumed my every thought
has now dissapeard

how is it so that when you least expect it
love can come bursting forth
it comes in all shapes and sizes

big or small
tall or short
true love truly has no form

you pull me in deeper shielding me from the bitter
cold winds of the raging storm
to be loved must be like flying
once you lift up you no longer want to land

The time we spend together i find myself wondering
how and why you feel so strongly for me
it keeps me up at night you see, these pondering thoughts of mine

is it my eyes that you look deeply in,
times where i feel your gaze on me and i can feel your
soul touching mine in such a delicate way
being able to see behind my smile and whispering to me
that i don't have to pretend with you

or is it my skin, the same skin that you run over with your thumb,
as you caress my cheek as you whisper sweet things to me
could it be the sound of my name on your lips?
or the memory of them on your neck that takes your breath away

if it isn't so, not one of these things than i am at a loss
because i do not understand what you see
maybe love is blind as people say, but now i will tell you what i see
i see the chocolate brown eyes starring at me when i don't realize it,
it takes my breath away the way you look at me

those soft lips kissing my forehead in the middle of the night as i slept, assuring me that your love is real
for all those sweet actions that you do for me

but what i love the most my most favorite thing about you is how
your heart beats against your chest as i lay there listening
and how i feel the same connection of your soul as we are one together

The cold is more Bitter Sweet once you have no one to hold you ,Darkness creeps bringing me company as if I have called it

How do I reach into the emotions I once felt but now are bitter and Frozen. come rain or snow I will feel no more keep love at a distance it only bring thorns and cuts

My love for you was once as bright as a stars in the sky or the dew drop on the morning grass I would have crossed the hot coals of the burning
sand

Or the Ferocious waves of the sea just to feel your breath linger on my skin. they say that the most passion of Love burn out quickly

But is there such a thing for such a feeling?  to burn dry? why do I see your smile when I close my eyes even if I no longer want to why must I hear your voice cry out to me

As if I needed to hear it, and maybe this is my eternal punishment to be haunted by your sorrow. yes now that I Ponder on these things I think that it must be

Is that the darkness I thought that kept me company or was it your Shadow along trying to protect me even after the pain I've caused you?

Maybe it's for the best to have you near but never being able to touch you, to feel your soul but not your skin one day who knows if I'll see you again

And if that comes to pass if that day happens will you greet me as an old friend or stranger that are just crossing paths?

Goodbye my sweetheart the one I let go it's for the best I confess so this truth to you that wherever you go I hope the very best for you