His Breathtaking smile
My wry laugh
His tender stare
My broken gaze

His smooth body movement
My awkward limb movement
His charisma
My awkwardness

His humour
My sarcasm
His politeness
My bitterness

His joy
My sorrow
Oh! what solar opposite we are
He's the light to my darkness
I'm the darkness waiting to corrupt his light
We were made to be apart
so why do we always intertwine.


© pellabae