Reasons


Everybody meets for a reason,
It is just up to you to reflect on why.
To me, everybody I meet is a new experience,
A way to look through an other's eye.

You asked me if I believe in fate.
I said I most certainly did.
I will tell you why I think we met,
For one, to free what you have always hid.

We are from two different worlds,
And I learned a new position.
From a person who saw emotion as a weakness,
To a person with a dramatic condition.

You showed me to be confident
And to believe you when you said
That you wanted to be with me
And not being good enough was all in my head.

I try to offer you support
And comfort when you need it most,
But when you run away from feeling real,
It leaves your body a soulless ghost.

My only hope is that you remember my love,
The truth, honesty, and heart that I displayed.
And know that you are worth every moment,
Every emotion, and every tear made.

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