She can be a handful.
Yes, this is true.
But you won't look at her
In the ways that I do.
You couldn't comprehend
What goes through her mind.
You wouldn't understand
The look in her eyes.
From the fits of rage
To the unconditional love.
There isn't a day
Where I'd change any of the above.
Countless nights
I've stayed awake,
Wondering if it's right
Or if I'm about to break.
But in the end,
I know for sure.
No one else in this world
Would try to understand her.
Nights can be bright.
Days can be dark.
But even after every fight,
When it gets hard,
I'll never lose sight
Of what's carved in my heart.
Never Giving Up On Love
I'll Fight For Her
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2018 with permission of the Author.
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