His scent intoxicates
His presence overwhelms
His touch, so gentle yet it provokes me
His mind, unbelievable
His heart, big enough to understand me
His love, unconditional so much so, that he finds me beautiful when I'm so unwell
His soul, so refreshing that he tells me I'm beautiful esp. on the days i feel I'm not
He forces me to go out when i do not even wanna leave my covers
He takes my hand and tells me he will lead me
And even on those paths where we clearly know not where we tread
He holds on tight to my hand, still leading, as he gropes his way outta the darkness
Now that's what you call faith
Even when all he heard was negativity, and all I got was hostility
Even when we both just wanted out of all this mess we "seemed" to be in
We somehow found comfort in our silence
And in it, found a way through
It all
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