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
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
"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.