So loud and cruel, despite his love for silence, Tells me to leave my love, threatens to resort to violence. He calls me "child," he calls me "naive", A wicked past, he says, is what I should believe. You speak of harm that others had to bear, You point the finger at a man you won't compare To the monster you have cherished as your own, The deadly truth that is by others unknown. My flaws are washed by your unending grace, You see a pure heart in this tainted place. You say that I have changed, that I am good, Though darker deeds I've done, misunderstood. But my love has changed, my love is true, And if you shield my darkness, then why can't I shield his too? You hold me close, despite the mouths I've fed, Yet in your eyes, my dearest love is dead. I am the girl who sees past every flaw, I’m stubborn, yes, I break your single law. I will not leave, I cannot be undone, For his better self is the man I've won.
