A man plain and simple, with nothing to hide

A heart that’s been weathered, a head full of pride

He never imagined what joy he could know

Or pain he would feel when watching her go

Before her, he managed just fine on his own

Resigned to exist like a phantom alone

But chaos threw her into him like a fist

Stealing his breath with a wink and a kiss

A man plain and simple, with nothing to hide

A heart that’s been weathered, a head full of pride

It turns out he loves her, even if they’re lost

And he’ll wait forever, whatever the cost

~j.d.schofield

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