I have always wanted to fix
Someone, anyone.
Until I met you and I realized
That I would never be able to repair
What you hide behind your empty shield
Of wasted words and past encounters.
I adore what
I am able to see in you.
A man with a heart that bleeds justice
And a deep sorrow that binds
My throat to silence-
My desire to speak, to ask
What brought
about that look
You harbor in your intense gaze.
You harbor in your intense gaze.
I dream in
black and white
But I think in grey.
And my mind is telling me that I must let go
Of my need to save you.
I don’t want to.
I want to fight for you.
But, for you, I will stand here,
Smiling like I know nothing of
Depression.
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