She wasn't like anyone else
She didn't complain, even when she was dying
So when I saw her cry, my world came down with hers
But she picked herself up faster than I ever could
She didn't envy and she wasn't selfish
She wasn't greedy or unreasonable
She was responsible
Relatable
Respectable
Noble
But nowhere near perfect
Just human
I forgot who I was sometimes
I forgot what I was doing
What my purpose was
Sure, it's obsessive, but if you'd met her, you'd understand
No one could resist her if they tried unless they were dead inside
2
0
0