His and Hers

His and Hers

She's not damaged, neither am I

but part of the love we share will never be mine

He looks up to me, as if I can fill that gap

but only when the other half is absent.

She'll always have ties to him and the other half

love or not, paranoia will eat like a cancer

Others will judge though I try my best

not to give what I want but what they need

Should we two form another, a brother

it'll still only be half

Causing a strain that can be overcome

but most likely will never pass

We'll part, and the memories will remain

he'll be damaged then, struggling to make sense of it all

He'll have love, but not true attention,

because she's looking for hers with another half

He'll be just a half a reflection,

a memory of a love that won't fade.