For the Heart Catcher (2015)

20. His

Sometime during the summer of hopes and dreams

When he was but a laughing joyous child of nine

His Ma told him of a kind of love that never wavers

"Go and look for it, oh sweet child of mine."

She passed away the winter of the same year

He never seemed to heal from the sadness and pain

He remembered her words during times of hardness

It was the only thing that had kept him sane

But the years went by and his faith grew dim

His father had given in to drugs and liquors

It was a matter of time before he did too

Picking fights to calm his mounting angers

Then by chance on a summer's day

From which twelve years ago his mother said those words

A certain girl came along, wide-eyed and innocent

To put back together his broken world

She wasn't a vulture, but a beautiful dove

It was like he immediately knew that she would be the one

He never knew he could feel this way before

That someone could be his star, moon, and sun

Things were beautiful for a little while

But he hadn't yet asked her to be his lover

Guess he waited too long, cause she was taken away

He thought, "What if we can't ever be together?"

A few weeks later she was tossed aside

And he was there for her the whole time through

He wouldn't mess it up again, so he finally told her

"Forgive me if you don't, but I am so in love with you."

She said, "Darling if I had known,

I would've told you so from the start

Cause I too, am completely in love with you

From the beginning, you had won my heart."

He didn't know what to think or say

He didn't even know how to feel

She had told him she loved him too

Could this a dream, cause it couldn't be real

But she was there, right before his eyes

Saving him from everything he thought had won him over

She changed everything, breaking down his walls of protection

Introducing him to the kind of love that never wavers

Before, he was always in his darkness and despair

She was a fire that burned and shined so bright

Twelve years of waiting, and now he could see again

Cause everything wrong will eventually be right

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This was the very start of my 'third-person phase'. I think I was also still into the idea of a storybook, and so I was writing a ton of stories in poems. It took me longer than most poems to write this one, probably because it's fucking long, but anyway, it was inspired by the book Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire.