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A poem on Howl's thoughts of Sophie when he's stopping the bombs from falling on their home.
Sophie
Sophie, certain, beautiful, kind, all the things I don't deserve.
Responsible, careful, selfless, all the things I'm not.
Yet I love her, and maybe she loves me too.
She seems to love Markl and Calcicer, so maybe, just maybe she loves
me too.
Loving, un-confident in herself, and her looks. She tells me she's not pretty,
and I agree, she's not pretty, she's gorgeous, beautiful, amazing, all the things
I don't deserve, or should have, and yet I still have them, I have her.
I love her, it's as simple as that, yet, I just can't bring myself to tell her. She looks
at me with love, care, and warmth shining in those lovely eyes of hers. She takes care of
us, she makes sure that we're all happy and healthy. She's helped us so much, but she can't
fix all our problems. Without a heart, I just don't seem to care, I can't feel things like she does.
She can't say it, but I can tell, there's a curse, keeping her from looking like her true self,
I'm starting to think she's that girl that I flew with to the bakery. She acts as if she doesn't belong with
us, like she's not part of the family. I wish she could see that she does, that she's not just
our cleaning lady.
I love you Sophie, my lovely, caring, un-confident Sophie. You're beautiful, inside and out.
I wish you could believe in yourself, as much as I believe you. I love you, I hope you can see that,
and I'm not going to run, I'm going to protect our family.
Author note: I knoe it doesn't rhyme, but hey, not all poems have to rhyme, at least that's what mi english teacher told me. So push that little button and review, please! I heart all the people who do review!
L8a,
Howl's Sophie