A boy, bad with words,
Needs a girl who reads eyes.
Someone who understands,
The depth of the silent skies.
One who's lost in shadows,
Needs someone to bring the light.
For every soul wandering alone,
Needs that someone to pass the night.
One who sees the pain and doesn't ignore,
Needs someone to become an anchor.
To say he doesn't need to explain the mess,
Becoming his queen like a game of chess.