Him
I love a man
One with high expectations
Who makes me better
Because he expects the best
Who holds me in such kind regard
That when I fall
It is his disappointment I feel
And yet when I am down
His is the first hand offered
With words that lift me up
Off the ground
He is a man
Who knows what he wants
With a set of standards
That seem almost impossible to fill
So I love him in my way
The best way that I can
Hoping that it is enough
To earn his love in return
When all I have to offer
Is myself
Words: ©2019LCR
Image: CCO
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