It was the way you held my stare,
That I knew that fairytales are real.
A love, so indecently unfair,
A kiss shared, unsealed,
Mirroring the sun’s glare,
Life became easy, unequivocally real
With you, a love unmarred.
It was you that held me together
When my world fell apart;
You were the one who told me
to believe in good, in the light,
Even as the world eclipsed
Before my very eyes.
I can only hold you, my dear
As my nightmares become alive.
But with you,
There is nothing
ever to fear; because
love is alive.
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 