Two Pieces of the Same Tree

Reserved and insecure,

Lived a girl so obscure.

Distant and stoic,

There was a boy heroic.

He saw her shining—

Under the shimmering sunlight.

Unaware, she turned from his gaze.

He fell for her love, as hard and deep,

As a heavy rock, sinking beneath.

Veiled in the waves, he hid and shrank.

She did not see him, nor what he gave.

But later she would see,

The glow in his eyes as bright as the sea.

He was her key. How could this be?

Flawed and wounded,

Both unbearably incomplete.

Two broken pieces aching to meet.

With him, she felt secure; 

For him, she was a cure.

Together they grew, soft and slow —

From separate roots, one tree would grow.

He loved her first,

But she loved him more —

Deeper, wilder, stronger than before.