[Since when did I become the hopeless romantic?]
She changed your world, did she not?
The moment she stepped into your life,
taught you what from what,
and put a sword into your heart.
Perhaps not the first thought that comes to mind when one thinks of the phrase 'boy meets girl'.
But since when has your life went according to others' standards?
She turned your life upside down,
or if appearances have anything to do with it,
sideways.
Sideways because your life has never stood the rightway up,
hanging upside down while you walked through the rain
until she came, dried the rain, and put it on an axis you felt comfortable with;
bearable yet not quite normal.
She herself isn't like any other girl you've come across.
She's short,
she's bossy,
and god damn does she like those ridiculous rabbits.
But either way you'd never want her to change.
She's the one who changed you,
broke any semblance of normal,
lived in your closet,
and gave you the means to protect.
And someway, somehow, elbowed her way into that list.
The two of you together make an unorthodox couple, to say the least.
Moments of petty arguments that hide something more,
your version of whispering sweet nothings
with none of the silence and all the noise.
She came to you, Death's missionary,
and taught you the ways of this world and the next,
as well as things about yourself.
You both have found common ground within each other:
the rain brings memories of bitter times,
blood-soaked grass,
and unspoken failure; things that go unsaid
but you find solace within each other
that you aren't the only one who's found a reason to be.
The two of you together can set fire to the rain,
and make that darkness shine, send it up in a blaze, like it was never there to begin with.
The moments when a force threatens to do her harm,
to cut her down,
to reach into her and crush out her heart,
they may as well be crushing you.
It wouldn't be the first time that she herself has picked you up,
dusted you off,
set you back on your feet,
and put that blade in your hand
and that spark in your eye.
She's the only one who can.
[Since when did I become the hopeless romantic?]
You always have been,
it wasn't until she came around that you noticed it.