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Who would have thought?
Those two would be together?
Oh! That's right, you did.
I think though, at the time
I brushed you off, laughing.
Them? Together?
Never! Such a thing was
Impossible, doubtable
[Probable]

They always said opposites attract.

He's the cityboy who doesn't know where he's headed.
He's complicated and confused and feels alone.
[But he could never be, with all the people that love him]
He feels betrayed, he feels as though in that he lost himself along the way.
He says he's tough, but if you look you can see just how vulnerable he is.
He is layered. Only some can find who he truly is, only those whom he allows.
He sits alone, among people who will never really care. He sits and doesn't bother.
People look at him and shake their heads; they walk past and take no notice.
But she saw him, and smiled.

She is the suburban chick, who had a plan.
She is the one with a few close friends, who thought they were all she'd ever need.
[But she found out that she was wrong]
She felt secure; she felt she knew who she was. She felt that wouldn't change.
She was shy and nerdy, but those who know her see the fire locked inside.
She appears simple, but is intricate and can never be fully understood.
She is never alone, always among those who love her. She loves them too.
People look at her and nod their heads, walk away and take no notice.
But he saw her, and smiled.

When she came, he was different. He had a plan- to make her happy.
He had someone, and someone had him.
[For real, and he knew that he would not be abandoned]
He still felt betrayed, but she gave him a refuge, a safety home, a place to stay.
He still acted tough, but let her see a new side of him. One that made her sigh in her sleep.
He allowed her to pull back each layer, and look at him under it all.
Together, she will never sit alone. And will never let him feel unloved.
People look at him, and see her. They wonder what she sees.
She wonders what they don't.

When he came, she changed. She lost herself- in the best way.
She gained a close friend, different from the ones she had.
[Different in the best of ways]
She changed, and embraced it- knowing he had found something that had been pent up inside.
Around him, she was no longer shy or afraid, and let her fire burn brightly.
He understood her complex thinking, and cared about knowing.
He makes sure she is never alone when with the people who love her.
People look at her, and see him. They wonder how he got her.
He wonders the same thing.

Time proved that they were more than friends.
But distance kept them apart, and time and time again they grew distant.
She found a new craving inside of her, the need to be loved.
He found the need for true friendship, for life worth living.
They fell in love, but were never able to fulfill the love they craved.
From afar, they hurt for one another. Together, they tried to move forward.
They failed once, twice, thrice. But the fourth time she stepped closer.

He looked at her in front of him, and saw beauty where others saw average.
He looked at her and wondered how he caught her.
He looked in her eyes and saw again when he realized just how he felt.
He looked at her and remembered their time together, how he treasured it.
He looked at her and saw the world through her eyes, new and different.
He looked at her and saw what belonged to him.
He looked at her and stepped back, not even knowing he had done so.

And so for the fourth time they failed, but she looked at him and saw love.
He looked at her and saw love ever-true.
So they shall soon try again, to recapture what they know will someday be theirs.

That he is him.
That she is me.
Who would have thought?
That us two would fall in love?
Oh! That's right, you did, my friend.
I think though, at the time-
I merely brushed you off, laughing.
Him and I? Me and Him?
Never! Such a thing was
Impossible, doubtable
[Probable]
This felt amazing to write.

Like I had finally come to terms with all of it.

True story by the way. . . My story actually.

For those who are interested I'd be happy to tell the tale- though most of it is there for you
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Mojorox's avatar
tell your tale! I love it when you write! I need an inspiration everytime I write but you write about anything and everything and it's awesome!