To Him, She Is.

by rrunthegun

October 16, 2013

He looks at her in complete, utter bewilderment;
astonished by her beauty, astonished by her entirety.
Her smile makes him weak, her laughter,
like a goodnight lullaby.
He falls for her,
fell for her,
lives for her.
Her flaws and her blunders,
he accepts and he forgives.
Oh how he loves her.

He dreams of her through a photograph of long ago.
Painted an idea with vividly sparkling colors
of the future he wishes to share with her.
Her optimism he adores,
the purity in all she possesses,
he admires.
She, is everything.
And to him, Dear God,

Oh how he loves her,
oh how he loves her.

If only he could see,
another wishes to be,
she, the lucky girl he loves so dearly.

Oh, if only she knew.