For my beloved Shyria


Unexplainable

I can't seem to explain it,
Somehting in your eyes.

Calm.
Happiness.
Peace.

What I see in mine is different,

Turbulance,
Hate,
Anger.

I can't explain it,

The words want to form
But they fail

But what I can explain is this

You bring me calm
Where a storm threatened to rip me apart

You give me happiness
Where hate used to rule supreme.

You bless me with peace
Where anger was once my essence.

M. Thelsum

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Chronos, in the year 291 AF.