loving her is a struggle.
a day by day fight to keep her.
with a what trapped in my curiosity.
what made her change?
what did i do to distance from her so?
what will happen the next day served?
her mind a distraught convict,
escaped unto the lands of her thoughts.
maybe she's scared to love.
maybe she's worried to be hurt.
maybe.
but she is mine.
she has a self confidence i doubt with a lifetime.
i long for her to know,
she is the unimaginable color hiding in the rainbow.
the one who, touched by god,
made him gaze at her and smile,
proud of his word,
as am i in him for creating my heart's purpose.