Sometimes I feel held hostage
between hurt and joy,
sorrow and bliss.
How our paths have overlapped
lets me know that
soul mates do exist.
Our story is pretty dope -
two broken hearts
mended by music.
Instead of allowing the pain to crush her,
she made a conscious decision to use it.
I admire that.
We have a beautiful understanding
and a patience that only we share.
Some call her dark, but if that's so
then let me drown in her worst nightmare.
Let me wander through the valley of death,
at the end of my tunnel - she's the light.
One of the many things I love about her
is that she makes me wanna right...
..and I love to write :-)