He's too good for me
I'm a skank, he's an angel
I don't deserve him
He deserves someone powerful or rich or both
Of which I am none
He looks so peaceful while he sleeps
Mind you, he is always peaceful
He calms my wild beast and he tames my dark side
I feel like I may contaminate him if I stay any longer
He is too pure, to good
Versus the evil inside me
So now I pack my bag and get ready to leave
I steal one more glance of him as the tears roll down my face
He deserves better, much better than me
He'll make something of himself, unlike me
I grab the door handle and pause
"No, this it right" I tell myself
I turn the knob when I feel a hand on my shoulder
"Leaving so soon?"
"I.I..."
"Shush now," he whispers as he plants a kiss on my lips
"I don't deserve you"
He sits me down and looks at me
With green, penetrating eyes that see my soul
"I will love you always, though death and life, thought sickness and
health.
I would love you no less that if you were homeless beggar or royalty.
I love you for you, and I can only hope for the same from you"
He then brushes the tears off my face and holds me close.
"I will too"