To choose your words of uncertainty
To pluck them like roses with thorns galore
You hand them to me
Trust me
Fear crawled into your voice like hope slithered into my heart
You asked of my day
And I hadn’t loved you more.
My friend,
You are more than my friend
You are my keeper
You hold on to bits of my soul
As I do to you,
I find that utterly beautiful
We do not kiss
We do not whisper sweet nothings
We show our tears
Our compassion
And fiery lives we so proudly possess no matter how badly it is looked upon
You are of purity
You were created by chance
And grew up by will
My darling,
You are a mosaic of life
Cracked here and there
Shining color to my eyes
My love,
I do in fact love you
But not as how the world would observe
You sturdy my being into this reality
And sometimes I lift you into the darkest nights
To see the stars that mist over us
Like confetti, dampening our souls
Grounding us to who we are.
We are of magic, you and I
To face the world as the children we are
But to grow and breathe and live as we should
To see what we can do
And smile because we can
We are but specs in this terrible and beautiful universe
We are the greats

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