I'll write you the story he can't bring himself to tell

I've heard this in fairytales and movies quite well

Not that his story is less worthy or cliche

Maybe he's too good to be true, in a way

So there's a man with coffee-brown eyes

Oh, he's brave, he's kind and ever so wise

For you, he'd travel to the ends of the earth 

He'd do anything to show you your worth

His story, filled with chapters unheard

On struggles he faced, but the details all blurred

Some of the stories, he holds close to his heart

Cherishing those moments from the very start

Now there's some that tore him apart

They show him no mercy as they depart

He patches up all the pieces they tore

He wears a smile with pain at the core

Losing someone is his greatest fear

But...his story doesn't end right here

He's trudging, climbing mountains so high

No stopping until his fingers graze the sky

Searching for a soul as loving and kind as his 

Those coffee-brown eyes still glow with bliss