His HUGS could make the STORM in her CALM.
His kISSES could HEAL her SCARS.
His PRATTLE could FADE her AGONY.
His CARE could have NOURISHED her SOUL.
Just when she was READY to FLY.
He BROKE her WINGS, SHATTERED her,
and left her WOUNDED again.
LOVE wasn’t a MISERY for her,
but LOVING the WRONG person in a RIGHT way was.