She is nonchalance
She embraces it
Embodies it
Lives it
Because if she doesn't
She becomes stress
Craze
Fear
And worthlessness
Wrapped and sealed into
One person
Who cannot figure herself out
For she is blinded by love
Her heart in the hands of one
Oh so likely to break it
Break her
Demolish
Destroy
Obliterate her
He can do this
But it will only affect her
If she allows it to
He cannot if she takes away his power
Overcomes his kryptonite-like
Hold on her
She can save herself...

But does she want to?
So content under his spell
She is Happiness
She is Joy
She lives for love
His love
His touch
His kiss
His hugs
It engulfs her completely
That on her mind
All of the time
So glad that he's mine
Put her life on the line
Type of love...
If he was a sea
She'd gladly drown in him
Type of love...
Names written in hearts
Followed by forever
Type of love...
But there are the times
Where he is fire and brimstone
And she becomes nonchalance
Ignoring the hurt
The burn she feels in her chest
Ignoring the prick of tears unshed in her eyes
Avoiding mirrors
For fear of seeing a reflection
Of pain on her face
Surrounding herself with things that distract her completely...

I am she
Tonight I am
Nonchalance