Was it wrong to ask?

Was it wrong to look?

Was it so wrong of me to do the things I did?

You see I never meet someone quite like you….

Some one who is willing to look past the boundaries.

That separate you and me

Then one-day you said to me

"Look inside this mirror"

That's what you said

Not in words

But in actions

And tell me what you see

I see…

A person who by the right time

The right place

Will be a great consul when you need it

And a great friend when you think you don't

I will fly beyond the heavens

And make sure my feet never touch hell

So yes I looked

I think that in the end you knew I did

Because you smiled

And said

"In the end this is all we really are, we are human."

"Physical means separate us not nor does things unexplained. So yes you might be magic but it never made me see you any less of a friend."

You deserve not what you have been getting

All the scorn and hate

However, that will all end soon

And I think you for that.