Knight In Shining Armor
Why is it
That when I’m in a crowd
Of eyes I’ve known for years
And voices that resonate deeper in my memory
Than yours,
It's your words,
Your presence, that I long for?
Maybe I just want you because
I know you’ll focus on me-
Care about what I have to say,
Remind me that I’m not alone
(Or am I?)
Or maybe you’re just an escape
And I want you to come and rescue me,
A dragon surrounded by knights;
Not attacking
But the sense of dread still remains
(But then again, are you not a knight yourself?)
But maybe-just maybe-
I just want you;
All of your quips and our joking-
Your laugh, your eyes,
Your hands holding mine
(But would it mean anything at all?
With each fiber of your being inclined
To flatter and flirt with each passing friend?
Who am I to deem myself above the rest?
Who is to say that I am special, among hundreds
Much more satisfactory,
Much easier to care for than I?)
I hate that when I find nothing else
To occupy my mind
That my every idle thought leads to you.
(Do you think that I want
To waste my time
Obsessing over someone who-
For all I know-
Doesn’t care about me
Nearly as much as I care about them?)
But-
This isn't really love, is it?
This is not truly a connection of two hearts,
Two minds-
But rather a fish pierced with a
Barbed and rusty hook
All because it was stupid enough to believe that
The bait it saw hadn't been used before
No.
This is not love.
Love is equal
Love is talking
Love is not waiting for something better
Love is not constant sadness
Love is not doubting all that you are
Love is not hoping
That maybe- just maybe-
this knight will be the one
Who will not slay you
no.
Love is finding another dragon
Who wards off attacks on you
As you would on them.