My love is not so easily given away.
I’ve worked hard to tie it together as a present for the one who deserves it.
You’ve walked in, made me cry, made me feel less of who I am.
Yet… I love you nonetheless.
I cannot give you what I cherish and expect you to change for me.
Give you all I deem sacred and hope you treat it with respect.
Bad for me is what you are.
A black fog that casts a harmful shadow into my world, yet still I stay.
I try to navigate this misty maze in hopes to find something to latch onto.
My love is not so easily given away.
Yet… I love you nonetheless.
