if I could trade places with him I would. if I had to give him up forever; never see his face or hear his voice just to have him back in this world - I could do it. stab me through the chest and give my heart to him let the beat run through his body and bring him back to life. I will stand cut wide open and barely feel a thing because just the knowledge that he is back is better than any drug that he has ever done. and I will give up my life, dedicate it to him; spend forever making sure he never feels anymore pain - make sure he knows his worth. I will carve his name into my skin and my soul; let everyone know that I am his and his alone. living without him is not an option, I will give him my last breath if that is what it takes. Dear God, give me one more day with him, one more hour to say goodbye - let me fill up his heart with love so he can rest knowing how much he will be missed in this world or let me go with him and feel the everlasting fires in hell or the peace of heaven just let me never have to say goodbye to the one who gives me life. I didn’t know a world with him in it and now I cannot see one without. in a place filled with darkness he gave me light, a deluminator whose switch was crafted to turn on with words of love and understanding, turn off by loneliness and desperation. that white picket fence, it drove him insane; wanted to get married at sixteen to a wild child who just wanted to fly I didn’t know where I was going or where I would end up but I wanted him there when i got there and I didn’t know how to convey that, broke his spirit and his heart, he went mad with his need for a family and my resistance to comply, so young and in love yet so confused we spun a fairytale into a nightmare and turned our dreams into dust.