Finally Poem by The Writer Way

I feel like I'm wearing your shoes and even though that sounds insane..
We're wearing opened-toe'ds, we've both been stubbed, we know that pain
You probably don't have many that can actually relate
But I relate to you like kin... does Ryu.. though it's no game
We've lost ourselves, at least, I did and then I found that I still love
Against all odds even though I know that I've been hurt enough
Why do I forgive attempted assassinations on love?
Why's it hard to get a hand from someone who can fit this glove? ?
We freely gave love to those who had the both of us mistaken
Not trying to understand how trying it was just taking
The chances that we took in giving everything we did...
Exhausting ourselves painting the universe we lived,
Having our artwork broken, we brushed it off and redid
The reconstructing of our insides for somebody to live
I know that feeling... I've tried not, but, it's set in stone...
I can't not love, now I'm just glad to know I'm not alone