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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2215917
How two people first met

When I see him he doesn't see me

I tap him on the shoulder he turns smiles and then gives me a hug our first-time meeting

When I see him

I'm curious and I smile

Can he see my eyes looking him up and down drinking him in

What is he thinking coffee in hand and my palms are on fire sweating with nerves.

My heart sounds like a loud drum going off I start thinking doesn't he here that

Doesn't everyone here this loud drum echoing it's my heartbeat

He is everything I wanted is this real or am I dreaming. Will I wake up and his just be an endless tortuous dream

He starts talking and I realize this is real our time has come to an end as we say our goodbyes until next time like something out of a movie

We exchange numbers and then late-night phone conversations along with texting and then

before you know it, we both are falling hard. Falling into an endless saturated pool of something new something different something we can't say yet, but we want to. It's too soon but our hearts say yes, the words become silent. Like we want to speak these precious words but too scared to where we lose our words and fall into each other's arms


When I see him

He wraps me up with his arms and I feel safe and protected. A form of solitude hits me and my walls the surface what's happening


Does he see me

No no you don't understand my walls are barricading me in trapping me from every corner I cant surpass them I can't get out or let anyone in. They are so tall they stretch out like tree branches swaying in the wind.


So, does he see me


The walls that are all around me and all he can see is the surface or can he see past the walls the wounds and the scars

The woman who once was a little girl who was destroyed by many monsters. The girl who was robbed of her innocence.

Does he see me

The woman with the scars from the wounds that have left a mark

The woman stripped of grueling saturated destruction

The woman who put her boots on as the darkness hovers over her like an endless rain cloud underneath her. Following her wherever she went.


Does he see me


The woman who put on her battle skin ready for a fight that she couldn't win only to fall, broken, bruised, and shattered

Does he see me






The woman whose heart was broken like glass into millions of tiny shards ruined crushed

Does he see me


The woman who laughs and bathes in the light her smile can light up the room

She glimmers shines she is radiant, and she doesn't even know it

The woman who fights with everything she has until her last breath

Does he know

When he sees her when he touches her when

When he walked through the walls and found her heart put back together piece by piece on her own


Does she know the instant that they kissed the words that flowed out of his mouth with ease

I love you

Does she know did she know

When he looked at her, he did see

She tapped him on the shoulder, and he turns smiles and then gives her a hug our first-time meeting

When I saw her

I see her eyes looking me up and down drinking me in

He saw her hands and palms were on fire sweating with nerves.

she is everything I wanted

I see through her, her surface her walls are up ready to defend her

Her heart has been shattered and put back together

She has been broken but she is still standing

She is a fighter and I know she will never give up not until her last breath takes her

She is radiant and lights up a room

She is outstanding

She he we have found an endless love that even time cannot take

We wrap each other up like a winters coat

We are calm and, in our world, bathed in starlight's and our hearts are woven like vines connected for life

Does she know does he know we are one



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