His point of view was profound.
His insecurities oddly humbling,
He saw her as a challenge,
Only human,
Easily breakable,
Hating that she can see himfor what he truely was,
That she still loved him anyway,
But loves the way he trusts him,
He can't read her mind,
But he can read her eyes,
Hates it when he looks away,
Because he loses his only way of knowing her.
His true love is human,
Wheres the irony in that.
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