I see him from across the room,
Sitting by himself,
Away from the world,
Lost in his thoughts,
While 'Blessed with a Curse' plays in the background.
He seems so down,
Like his heart is torn in two,
And broken down,
From what use to be.
I see hi being pushed around,
And bullied till he falls,
He stays down, afraid to get back up again,
Crying to himself,
Of how this world is so cruel,
And heartless to him.
He seems so beaten down,
Like the fight is gone out of sight,
And out of mind,
From all the names and bullying.
I see him smiling,
With cracked, bloody lips,
But his white teeth shine through,
When he looks upon his hands,
With loving care,
As if they were jewel.
He seems so mysterious
Like the moon on a clouded night,
And he is so dark,
From his mystery of a past.
I hear him playing the guitar in the gym,
When no one is near,
With no judgement,
And no pain,
As i walk in he stops and looks at me,
With pain mixed with love,
I smiled and he continued to play his song.
He sounds like an angel,
With the acoustic guitar playing in the background,
That has torn wings and broken heart,
Something that I wanted to fix,
To send him flying again.
As he walks out after he's done,
Leaving me here in the quiet.
I see him walking,
Head down as tears fall,
He runs straight into me,
As we fall down together,
His lips meet mine,
And he pulls apart, blushing like mad.
He looks at me as soon as he gets up,
As soon as I get up I look at him,
I move closer ad hold him close,
Kissing his cheek,
And saying three simple words,
That have said too much already,
"I love you."