My Knight

Just moving along, minding my way.
A real disbeliever, but still I did pray.

Been done wrong before so many a time.
Thought love was a lie with no reason or rhyme.

A broken girl walking with hurt and all numb.
No longer worth the pain, with men I was done.

But enter stage left, a man on a mission.
Lord help me, before long, I admit I was smitten.

With kindness and grace, a gentleness unmatched.
It's frightening how quickly I became so attached.

Because now that you see this girl that's so broken,
You could walk away like the rest with words unspoken.

I want to, I'm willing, I'm desperate, I'm trying,
to make you see what my words aren't supplying.

It's frustrating, I know, but let it sink in.
You're so much more special than any other has been.

I've dreamt armor and sunsets, and of white horses, too.
But now that we've met I've had a change of view.

My knight has no horse and carries no sword.
Yet so kind, so lovely, has struck my heart's chord.