A/N: A poem inspired by and written for my friend.

Path of Thorns

It was the day she met you when her life blossomed

She was standing at the beginning of the winding path

which to her looked inviting and bathed in sunlight

But she didn’t realize that the road was full of thorns

Hidden by her own eyes

The eyes that longed to be with someone and realize their own worth

Because of your words, wrapping around her frail body

She realized her true feelings

In a heartbeat, she knew that she loved you

And even though she could not see your pale face

She wanted to remain by your side

For as long as time would allow

You were more than a friend

More than a shoulder to lean on

She yearned to tell you what she felt

But could not find the courage

Instead retreating to her lonely burrow

Too shy to make her heart known

You called her a gem, a rare discovery

But were your words true?

You chased her endlessly through the woods

Yet she kept running faster and faster

You grew tired by the little game

And eventually chose another

Another who was just like her

She gazed back at your retreating silhouette

Obscured by the branches and the leaves

She’d always done so even when you never saw

Now she realized the ebony thorns growing on the path she’d been treading

And decided to chase after you

But you weren’t looking back

--.v.--