She says she has nothing new to offer,
She is nothing extraordinary,
And no one you haven't seen the likes of before...
I believe her.
She says she is nothing unusual,
She may have one or two stories,
But, they are not unheard of...
I believe her.
She says she is no hero,
She may act like the protagonist of a movie once in a while,
Stoic and strong...
But, we all do, sometimes.
She says she is nothing extraordinary,
I believe her.
She says there is nothing exceptional in the way I feel,
That there is nothing new,
Even... in this sense of invincible joy,
Of having known true happiness and beauty like nothing else before,
Or in this pain...
Of sinking to a bottomless ocean,
Or having a thousand shards of glass,
Rip right through your heart.
She says there is nothing extraordinary in the way I feel,
I believe her.
But, there is nothing ordinary about love.
