This is a poem about THE CHOSEN, I thought it would be funny to hear Quinn's view of events.



THE CHOSEN



When I first saw you,

I was knocked out by your grace.

Literally,

It had nothing to do with the bat in your hand.

I thought you were just another one of those idiots.

You proved me wrong.



We went through some rough times,

Full off fighting,

But you always won.

You knocked me out and tied me up,

More than once I may add.



I acted harshly,

I tried to change you.

I admit that I was scared,

I didn't want to loose you,

I thought it was the only way.

But you proved me wrong.



You made me realise,

I love you the way you are.

I am grateful for that,

You made me see,

That you were the only one for me

My one and only.

Rashell