We met by chance, exchanged few words.
Days passed, soon came weeks.
I stumbled upon your name, thinking, 'perhaps another ......how dull.'
How wrong was I.
A simple knock was heard.
Be it by curiosity, or perhaps rare kindness, I let you in.
Upon further inspection, I was met with such innocence.
A sweet girl, and yet, she held such knowledge of the harsh cruel world.
I was intrigued.
We met by chance, exchanged our stories.
Weeks passed, soon came months.
You told me of harsh people who dared to hurt you.
A lone tear escaped those eyes, the eyes of such a sweet girl.
Anger soon came, such bitter people who'd let this occur.
I soon found myself wanting to protect, but why?
Realization soon hit...
We met by chance, I gave you my trust.
Such a sweet girl, still growing, still experiencing.
I promised myself I'd watch out for you.
Perhaps as a brother would to a dear sister.
We met by chance, I give you my friendship, my encouragement, my word.
~Jester of Hope.
 Forest-of-Silence · Thu Mar 18, 2010 @ 01:37am · 0 Comments |
