The Cure Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Someone like you is so hard to find.
Sometimes it feels like I'm dreaming.
Like a new lease on life as life is precious.
I find it strange how I met you.
You came into my life when I was unsure of everything
because it seemed everything was going wrong.
I'm glad you did and applied your stubborness.
To open my eyes wider to things I otherwise would miss out on.
A single thought can change perspective.
Just as one person can change the world.

Like a remedy for an uncureable illness.
A swwet milk that heals in an instant.

In a sense.
I'm glad the times have changed.
as the old me was unbearable.
Stagnant.
Afraid of any change that wasn't seen right away.
It's funny how things work as now you chose to walk into my life.
I've read plenty of books.
Watched plenty of movies depicting that I would meet someone like you.
For a long time I thought yeah, right.
But like all fairytales.
I'm glad there is always another side of the forrest to be explored.
One with woodland creatures that talk behind the witches back.
Warning you not to take the apple.
That instead. Steadfast in patience.
As a book can be interupted in many different ways.
Although some are incapable of coming to the right conclusion.

A differnt learning curve.
Leading to different addictions,
A vice to cope with as a means of a false release.
As a true release has no fine print.

After all.
The true cure to cancer is restricted to a corporation of greed.
A society that beckons on downfall.
I'm glad I never really paid attention to detail.

As your book came with a different cover I've never seen before.
One that catches your eye soon as you walk by.
One where you'd easily confuse what color the book really is or what it really is about.
One where I paid attention to every detail