we are polar opposites
distinct contrasting subjects
if we were characters in a story
you would be my foil
the author cruelly plotted how
every personality trait, every chance
of ours would be perfectly juxtaposed
albeit our differences
the author beautifully plotted how
the innocence of yours accurately fills
the cracks from sin in me
your smile radiates the kind of light
that softens the stiffness in my heart
the kindness, patience of yours
that is so rare to find in this world
made even the cruel, erratic, ignorant me
want to change my ways
as i fell in love with your personality
i somehow felt like i could be loved again
that i was no longer just an ugly monster;
in your eyes at least
your presence became satiating, comforting
spiraling into something i yearned desperately
like water to thirst, like food to hunger
but the thing is
you are so kind, so loving
i was so blurred i forgot that
you were like that to everyone too
i started to become a paradox
ironically, though you taught me selflessness
you stirred selfishness in me
because i didn't like sharing you with others
in fear that you would soon realize
i was nothing but a weed in your rose field
the beauty i saw, the way
you complemented me, with the
good in you balancing the bad i had
the author sadly plotted how
only one of us was able to see it
and your presence turned out to be
as inevitably transient as my happiness
e.m.c.
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