I Thought, She Thought

I thought myself, a demon
What my horrors had created
I thought myself, unlovable
What my horrors had degraded
 
She thought of me, an angel
What my horrors didn't define
She thought of me, beautiful
What my horrors couldn't ruin
 
I thought myself, a monster
Not a heart or soul or will
I thought myself, a creature
With claws and teeth and fur
 
She thought of me, a friend
Kind and strong and caring
She thought of me, a puppy
All barks and yips and play
 
I thought myself, lonely
Not a thing to call my own
I thought myself, weary
And here I'd wither alone
 
She thought of me, worthy
And entrusted me with her heart
She thought of me, [significant] other
Her lips, I get to taste
 
We think of each other, beautiful
To which she is my precious
We think of each other, forever
To which I am hers