Him Poem by Stell Ryser

He is not like anyone else.
He does not act, speak, talk, or think like anyone else.
He does not come close to the dream guy girls or guys may imagine.
He does compare to the ones you may read about in books or see in movies.
He is someone who has been through hell and was taught to fight and never give up.
The things he has been though may not level up to things of others, but he does not intend for them to.
He isn't one to pass quick judgment.
His hugs are the ones you long for before and after every tear that comes.
He makes the conversations endless and memorable.
He gives the treatment every father would approve of and the love every mother portrays.
He is one that many wish to know, some get to know and few get to understand.
He is one to be overlooked by many.
He is one to be hurt by those who could not give more of a damn. He is wrongly accused and thought of for simple and unknown reasons.
He deserves much more than any women, man, or living thing could ever give him.
He should be given the world and more.
He should be loved with endless passion.
He should be treated with respected words and thoughts.
But, he isn't.
He is given none of the things he deserves yet he still decides to give them to others.
Falling in love with his heart, body, and mind is like breathing. I could never describe what loving him is like.
Because that description is bigger than any ordinary, simple, complex, or dumbfounded mind could think of.