I had my guards up,
I was a mess nobody wanted to pick up.

I gave up on life long time ago,
I was a grenade threatening to blow.

I failed to see beauty in anything,
happiness was something nothing could bring.

I met her one day,
and she always had something to say.

We couldn't stand each other,
her uniqueness was something she didn't cover.

I was slowly falling for her,
but I was a man in a wheelchair.

She became my only hope,
the one who pushed me to cope.

She knew how to draw a smile on my face,
but a smile wasn't the main case.

I wanted more,
like walking with her on the shore.

I knew my life would never be the same,
I wasn't used to living without aim.

I didn't want to leave,
but there were many things I couldn't achieve.

She was the last thing my eyes could see,
only then was I finally free.

This poem is inspired by Me Before You❤️ it's written about Louisa from Will's P.O.V❤️
I hope you like it💙

Sara