i adore cold weather.
But not for the fires,
Or the warmth of another person.
I find something beautiful about it,
And maybe even a bit lonely.
It reminds me of bittersweet loss,
And finding the strength to move on.

When you look at me
Your eyes are dull.
they were once a vibrant, beautiful green.
But now they're faded and gone.

"you're quieter than usual lately."
"there's nothing to say."

are so lovely.
Maybe that's why they remind me of you.

Grazing my fingers across your chest is my favorite hobby.

She was a beautiful disaster
waiting for you to rebuild her.

Heros don't wear capes,
Or masks.
They wear dog tags.
And i smiled to myself,
Because you didn't need to wear dogtags
To be my hero.
You already were.