She loves him.

  He loves her.

  Easy.

  Simple.

  Done.

  No. She holds on to him her very best. She refuses to let go.

  His mind, it wanders greaty. She keeps him clean.

  She protects him from the world that is so urgently trying to break in. 

  She sheilds herself from him. 

  Herself, and her own thoughts.

  But does he love her?

  She wonders every night if he understands her pain.

  She begins to sob at the thought.

  THE thought.

  That he cannot love her because he is 'BAD'.

  He is adored for being the way he is.

  She is shamed because she is with him.

  A good girl......A bad boy.

  She worries that he will not love her.

      That there are ones better than her.

          That she is unloveable

              That he does not enjoy her company

                    That he does not think she is good enough.

  What she does not realize, is that he loves her

    Her Smile

      Her laugh

        Her personality

           Her sense of humor

               Her terrible O.C.D.

       The Good 

       The Bad 

  He adores her

  He loved her nose her eyes her cheeks her everything

   He loves taking care of her.

      He tries to change everything for her.

          For her, and her alone.

  He is willing to give up all he has ever known in life for her.

                  For 

                                    Her

                  For   

                                    Her

     When will she see that?