I still remember the day
I said it
When I was kneeling
Touching your feet
I love you dear
Being away from you
Makes me fear
You are the first
And the last
You are the world
That's my only word
Tears rolling over my cheeks
Have made of me an artist
An artist who paints with his tears
Your portrait is not for sale
Cz I am your only male.
Without you I am nothing
Your presence is like wings
Making me fly so high.
You made me someone
When all people around
Saw me no one
But something.

words moved me, and
God
i wanted my fingers to blister and my
bones to ache
but my mind withers and my heart breaks
i swallowed ink and still i couldn’t
make the words flow like they used to as if
almost as if
they refuse to

I know my brain isn't perfect.
There are a lot of things about myself that I'm not brave enough to share yet.
And honestly, that's ok.
My grades don't define me, and they don't decide what I'm capable of
I am a different person than I was before, and I have grown so much.
I am me, and that's the best thing I could be. :)

He realised how much,
She meant to him.
When he almost lost her,
And when he held her in his arms.