There was once a King and Queen of both abnormalities who struck fear in each other's eyes! This was certainly a pleasurable experience and outcome for them both. Simply because they both didn't know what one or the other's personal mere "abnormality" was even about. Nor, what it even was... Because whatever one or the other had (prematurely on both each other's awareness's from never knowing of the actual "truer" whereabouts) on simply acknowledging the other's efforts were in fact...futile! This very futile fact is what made knowing of the other constantly "infatuated" with one another! (And what secretly lead into the marriage as both "a king and queen of both abnormalities"!) Because one day for the very first time (in like)...FOREVER.... They both came to actually appreciate one another's abnormalities as a mere blessing...then an actual curse. Which was what they both (respectfully between one another) once thought since the very beginning. Completely oblivious to essentially not knowing that there was a very hidden "blessing in disguise" in the form of a pure miracle! Just waiting to be "blossomed" for ALL too see fit!

If that's love, I don't want it.
If we argue everyday
about minuscule money problems,
I don't want it.
If you're gonna lie to me in order to "make me feel better",
I don't want it.
If even after I accept your flaws you disrespect me,
I don't want it.
If I'll never be the only chick as opposed to the side or main chick,
I don't want it.
If I'm always giving and never receiving,
I don't want it.
Especially when you know
my love language is receiving.

I am the sun.
I rise, and I fall into a sunset.
I circle the world, only to return back to you.

When you're weak
I'll be the foundation beneath your feet

When you feel alone
I'll be by your side from morning until night

When you are hurting
I'll be the one to take your pain all away

Just say the word, and I'll rescue you from all you've been evading

When no one listens
I'll be there, I'll hear your voice. I'll always be there

Lean on me, in my arms
I'll keep you safe from all harm

She's the one who listens, the one you go to
She isn't the passive silent type,
No, she feels everything for you too.
She is the one who will answer at two in the morning
And actively participate like she wasn't just yawning.
She is also the one who fights her demons at night
Who feels that everyone is too preoccupied to question her might.
She is the one whose sheets are ice cold
Because she has no one to hold.
She is the one who never has a missed call
Because she isn't someone's missing heartstring
No one at all.
No goodmorning text or where should we go next
No one to bother or to get vex.
She is the one who mediates invisibly and shows you a different angle
Who tries to save what she may never know
But like Olivia Pope she will help you handle.
She is the one who will replace you at the edge of a tower
And talk to you nonstop for hours.
She is the one who will push you until your head is full
Yet she is the one you trust when you are entangled.