I Scream For Everything That

He Loves You, Really He Does. He'd Love You Even If It Destroyed Him. He Matches You.

For A Small Moment, I Fix My Eyes On His, Telling Him Silently Everything That I'll Never Say To Him Aloud.

Love Is Illogical, Love Had Consequences--i Did This To Myself, And I Should Be Able To Take It.

There's A Conflicted Look In Day's Eyes, A Joy And A Grief, That Makes Him So Vulnerable. I Realize How Little Defense He Has Against My Words. He Loves So Wholly. It Is His Nature.

Be True To Yourself. But That's Something Everyone Says And No One Means. No One Wants You To Be Yourself. They Want You To Be The Version Of Yourself That They Like.