Him

He has..

The dreary rain of a dark past that is so delicately complimented by his simplistic sweetness with a smile that is the budding existence of what happiness could be.

There is..

A warmth in his soul that makes late Spring so jealous and a passion in his heart with so much burn Summer is envious. The chilled winds of Autumn feel his breath and strive to be as graceful.

But..

The white Winters compliment his blue eyes and pale skin. His warm touch and that graceful breath that can now be seen.

There is..

Hurt in our hearts with hope in one another.

Two..

Broken people, making the best of what this world has to offer, while, building in unison.

We've both..

Made mistakes and have accepted each other's past and I hope this new found love lasts.