Your eyes beam glory, but your body reads my name. Every flower etched into your thoughts have traveled deep in the seclusion of my bedroom. My walls scream of memories, but not one reminds me of bad times. You have lit my life without spreading a single flame. You have calmed my waves, and filled the hole that trapped so many others. Why me? Why are you so good to me? You lifted me up before i even fell. You have risen to a level only I wish to reach. You are the reason I breathe love for myself. I consumed evil in my eyes just to cover it up with a smile you can't resist. You have seen past my mask and have uncovered what I have never seen. I thought love could never exist with a soul as cold as mine, but you have proven time after time that I have more to me than what society has given . I thank you for your efforts, nobody has ever tried this hard before.

Stretch your vocabulary, and speak to me like I am a canvas. Treat me like abstract art. Try to learn me, and try to see that I am different. Spill your ink on the floor, and see how it forms. You can't see what isn't yet. You can't assume or guess someone's  lifestyle. Pay attention to the crease on my shirt. See the smile that brings plenty more. You are too far gone for me to bring you back. You have set out for something I can't attend, so please remember me when you can. Remember the laughs we shared, and the kisses that came behind our love. Remember that you will always hold my love, and you will never have to feel something different.

Death seduces the weak, and ignores the strong. Suicide roams the air like its a new drug. Death is found in every home, and the last adventure I want to take. I grow to find myself growing weak, anticipating death to kiss me in the moonlight. My world has been spinning, only to see the devil is dancing with us all.