Freakishly forbidden

When they told my I shouldn't love her
I wanted to scream
Loud enough to shatter the glass veranda doors

That they hadn't spent sleepless nights
Tangled in her bedsheets
Breathing in her dreams
As she lay fast asleep

Nor had they kissed her cracked lips
Knowing full well there was lip balm in her pockets
Smiling all the while
Just happy to be in her arms

And they could not imagine
The way the sunlight got lost in her eyes
Or how her hands got lost in mine
Or how she stroked my angry thoughts away
Just by running her fingers through my hair

And so they could not possibly understand
That it regardless of should or should not
I simply could not
Cannot
Will not
Stop loving her.