Her Story

“She stares off into the ocean

With the moonlight shining down on her shoulders

Reevaluating every move since she’s older

Not naive, she’s self assure, reassured as you evaluate her

It was given to slip up, misbehaving, self medicating just seemed bolder

Misled by her match, torn down, she cracked, resent grew cause no one told her

Overcame, grew with change, left behind all she knew, faced the pain

To improve was the goal, methods used to help her cope, sometimes she had to use

Fall backs never proved or showed the way to be true

Then one day, vintage shop, along the way, she found you

You had no clue, you saw a light, felt the energy so you made a move

She let you in, with all her sins, fears within, exposed her scars, so you could choose

Unaware of how you’d feel, she cracked the seal, the vault was open, no need to steal

You became the man, the saviour, she was the purpose and the guide for both of you to heal

Now you drift with blissful thoughts on the coast in each other’s arms, it was real."