Its when you are dying,
you wish to live your fullest and live your best.
There is no dignity is death.
It's just darkness.

I can't change with your ever changing seasons,
it's everything i know of you
and it's perfect.
Even though it might not look as from outside
and I will never know what's going on inside you,
but I wish whatever it is,
you know that you are not alone
I'm still here.
and if you feel like no fate awaits you,
remember that I'm still here
and if you have to go away
to an island to feel safe all by yourself,
remember that I'm still here.
Just look to your left.
I am still here and I love you.

I love how you pronounce my name,
so out of accent or character.
You make it sound so special.
as though it may belong to Someone else completely,

But you spell it out of conjecture.

you are always there,
in the back of my mind.
creeping down my spine ,
with everything that reminds me of you.
I wonder if that's the same with you?

I love how quirky and weird you are.
I love your extravagant exaggerations,
I love how I can pick you out of a crowd.
Even when you are walking miles away
with your back to me.
wearing that stupid scarf I gave you.

just so it reminds me of you

The obsession is just half the queer.