Two Corners of One Cycle Love

Two people caught between unanswered questions about love

What if we can never define who we are to one another
All because you been avoiding referring me as your lover
Ive accepted fate that we may not breathe the same air but i know we live under the same sky
Mathematically we are just numbers that divided...alphabetically from us to u and i
Different paths we took not knowing where our feet will lead us to
No happy ending like in fairytales where the prince is often there to rescue.
But what if?
Im the prince rescuing you from the pale truth
Divided into reality and fairytale.
Will you be willing to live to tell the tale?
Make haste heed in my doings
Be it you the Helm Haulings my feelings for you
Princess,im no rival to you and your feelings
But the over protected in this game
Check mate!
I need you,my princess,to revise your fairytale where the prince is often to rescue
So no matter how much you want me
to see you as my ocean
I will forever see you as my river sea
because you fill me up and make me who i am.

A poem by Nicola Lambert and Wandile Da Godly Cacophony.