He was a bottle of pills that she tried to down

She was the canvas painted with his pain

He was a darkness;

She was his light, bringing him away from the abyss he had cast himself into

She was a princess in the highest tower away from the world;

He was her rescuer, awakening her from a never ending nightmare

He was a single voice in the crowd;

She was the one who heard his beautiful melody

She was a leaf in the autumn breeze;

He was the wind that carried her

He was a blur of all the chaotic hate in his life;

She was the focusing kindess

She was the survivor;

He was the healed scars

He was the mess spiraling out of control;

She was the everything that saved him from the nothingness