"Look at me beautiful," you say gently,
as you wipe away my tears,
or hold my shaking hands.
I look up to meet your eyes
flooding with love
flooding with concern
flooding with warmth
as you touch my cheek
promising me that, "It'll be okay."
Normally I wouldn't beleive those words.
Normally I would push people who say that away,
becuase they never listened
because they never saw
because they never accepted
me and my problems.
Until you came along I was lost.
I was alone and misunderstood.
Nobody would listen
much less respect
my thoughts and my dreams.
Nobody respected that I had my problems
and the efforts I made to overcome,
and nobody helped me to do that
without the payments of money or favors.
And now you are here
with arms open wide.
Ready to listen to my side of the story
without judgement until you hear it all.
You help through the rough patches
when I am stumbling along,
despite the fact that I try and push you away
but you know it is because I lack trust.
You trust me as I trust you,
ans we listen to the world.
We don't agree on everything but that doesn't disrupt our love.
So I hold you like you hold me when we cry
So I listen as you do when we unload the weights on our mind.
So I respect your views as you do mine when we disagree
And I love you as you love me for no reason other than
upon love is what we agree.