I was broken when I met her,
Damaged when I fell in love.
She patched up my heart in that fateful night,
Cuddled up against my chest, breathing sighs of satisfaction,
Running her hand up and down my face, smiling, eyes closed,
Peaceful.
The smell of her hair, the warmth of her body,
Closure,
Perfection.
Scars healed, wounds sealed, hope grew and color returned,
A moment destined for infinity.
Everything is etched in my brain, she is ubiquitus.
There is no going back, not for me.
Her situation is complicated,
Bound by unwritten laws of decency,
Forced to refuse me.
For now.
Is she in love?
Yes.
With me ?
Maybe.
Is it k