A person as such

Lips soft and gentile
Eyes Sad but kind
Smile broken tying to be fixed
A heart wrapped in a bundle of twine

Skin pale and scared
Mind fooled by lies
Not able to trust another
Wishing he had died

Bodies laying next to one another
Arms warped around so tight
Listing to each other stories
As day starts to become night

Tears running down her cheek
As she holds him tight
Not knowing what to say
She promises to make everything alright

Thinking of how the world is so cruel
She starts to strengthen her grip
Holding him even tighter
Softly kissing his lips

Not wanting something to hurt him
Will be willing to risk so much
There is nothing els to live for
Other then a person as such