She wanted a love story
A haven where she can suspend belief
That stars can burn bright
Eventually reach
Another
Beyond the sparkling light they share
In this infinite darkness
She wanted a love story
There need not be a hero
She got the scars of independence
Undeserved to be recipient of her warmth
That burns relentless
She taught me how to always look up
To sing away the storm
Mend the parts
Of my heart
Always prone to breaking
Our chapter wrote itself
As tales of romance go
I counted the pages
And dreaded the end
She laughed and told me to only
Look upwards reaching out
Until the ground let me go
The waiting, the distance, far too long
This too left me alone
Because an ignorant bloke
Will fight for love
For anything
When some stories are about peace
And sweetly surrendering...
(With apologies to U2 and their Landlady)
danDAman 