i don't know how to do anything other than love you even when you're the storm pushing away shelter i will wait for you when you bury yourself in sadness, i will ****** my fingers and dig you out when you can't find your self belief i will hold your hands and love you anyway when your mind becomes a battlefield i will bring a sword to fight your demons
i'll become silence when there is noise i'll be an open palm when all you can do is close your fists i will teach you how to speak when your heart has nothing to say and one day,Β Β you will die with the knowledge, that somebody loved you, more than she loved herself