Doyle

by dreamorreality

I was mad when Doyle died and left Cordelia so this is a little poem about them. He didn't die in my reality so have fun.

He was funny and sarcastic,
it turned me off right away.
He was immature,
when I first saw him.
I got to know him,
he was sweet and charming.
His secrets hidden deep inside,
he told me one of them,
About his past.
I helped him through it.
Now we learn what we feel for each other.
We hold each other in our arms,
now we will never be apart.