I Have Your Back. I Didn't Mean

Take A Person’s Memories, And You Change Who They Are.

I Feel Like Someone Is Pressing Me Into A Mold That Does Not Fit My Body, Forcing Me Intothe Wrong Shape.

I Didn't Know That Idiocy Caused People To Just Start Spontaneously Bleeding From The Nose.

His Fingers Slide Into My Hair, And I Hold On To His Arms To Stay Steady As We Press Together Like Two Blades At A Stalemate. He Is Stronger Than Anyone I Know, And Warmer Than Anyone Else Realizes; He Is A Secret That I Have Kept, And Will Keep For The Rest Of My Life.

Life's Something We Already Understand. Death Is A Mystery.