Every time she talks I can hear her soul.

The heart wants what the mind can’t comprehend.

The mind wants what the heart finds difficult. 

I don’t even want anything. 

I need her. 

They say opposites attract. 

Like noughts and crosses,

Or the sun and the moon. 

I hope my sunsets will always pick you up. 

And when you fall I hope I’m always there,

Shining on you,

Giving you the brightness to carry on.