She had a way with words
like a siren
Her words sought his soul
She was a symbol of hope
She was ever misunderstood
but,
He understood her
His soul listened to her
His ears loved what she had to say.
She closed his tab,
He couldn't
He couldn't close
He couldn't close her
He couldn't close her tab
She was on his favourites
Because she was still a favourite.
His soul had met a mate
And that was something that nobody could ever rob them of.
and that is why,
She was still a fav.