How Hard the Heart Falls

This hadn't been what I had in mind

I wasn't meant to be anything kind

But here you are

Staring at me from oh so far

Your eyes, so deep and yet so light

Sparkle and giggle as I catch your sight

A shy yet inviting smile crosses your face

As I wonder how I fell into your grace

You hair tumbles down your shoulder

As you shift your gaze to a nearby folder

That seems full of old paper and sticky notes

For a story, perhaps, or studies...it's something that keeps you afloat

But how naturally your hair curls around your arm...

Seems to caress and comfort you from harm

That is who I want to be

Your protector, saviour and teddy bear to thee

I never smile and yet my first one crosses my face

As the light from your lamp catches your freckles

And turns them into diamonds that adorn your features like lace

That match your eyes little brown speckles

My face warms as you turn your eyes back to me

And trace your fingertips along my outline as if for one moment I could be

Something real, something that could actually be seen

But sadly, I am just lines flowing across your screen

A creation of your imagination

Something that was your addiction

Your art piece, project

But I could still feel your touch, darn it

How I yearn to be real

To be something you feel

Someone who would fight your battles as much as I could do

To be someone who loves you