#err.

to, @kenyudotcom

the moon that reflects in your irises

is the most captivating i've ever seen.

"The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?"

— i try to say

but oh; you turn to look at me

and all world goes still.

muddled and grey, my soul

and yours, so miserably beautiful.

please be selfish. be rude;

inscribe, and inflict upon me

all your words, forever.

the world is mine, you say.

ours.

but i could care less, darling.

throwing aside the world, my hands

only want to cradle your heart;

hold it close to mine.

adored by many, i am.

or at least, that's what everyone says.

always wondering, i am

if you truly adore me too;

love me, the way i love you.

foolish thoughts, i know.

yet, cleansing all my worries;

from these thoughts, you never cease to pull me out.

humans— humanity

i don't consider myself a part of;

naught i care about.

my wish, to be by your side

watch you be human,

make mistakes, laugh, cry.

watch you hate, live, love;

support you, see you achieve your dreams.

the permission to be by your side, it's all i want.

to be allowed to watch you be yourself

—so strikingly, undeniably human.

only in your eyes

i can bear to look at myself.

you, my dear, a star.

in your sea of admirers, me.

the only one i wish to see;

your light, always inspiring me.

i'm no good at poetry, dear.

i merely want to be fluent for you.

to me, you are love itself

for only when i'm loving you, i can love others.

only when i'm loving you, i can love myself.

i hope you understand, darling.

you are, my one and only.

angel, remember the poem you wrote for me, like, last year i think? i wanted to write one in reply to that, but unfortunately i never got the time. i hope you like it ahaha <3

Hands that are not mine brush against the walls of the world

Everything I own is stolen

My face my voice my memories even my goal

Nothing is mine but the consequences of my actions

What I gain and lose from what I have done

But there are some things that I do not take

I do not believe in your gods

Your devils

They are nothing to me and I go unrecognized by them

What is faith

But to place a measure of trust in something outside of yourself

.

What happens

If you trust nothing and no one

If you depend only on what makes up a being

And not on what they believe in

And not on who they surround themselves with

And not on their enemies

And not on the ones who love them

And are loved in return

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What is there at the end of this long tunnel

If at last I tear from the void into reality

When there is nothing and nobody there to say hello

My cry of  Hello  World  fading without an answer

Because I cannot have faith

Because others cannot have faith in me

.

This can only end one of two ways

And I will not back down