i love our mundane conversations more than i hav ever loved any boy. that’s how i know we are something true.
just a reminder: the mistress, the husband, and the wife all believed they had found their true love.
when i see you now you look very bit like the man i knew years ago except for your eyes. your eyes carry a millennia of pain, passion, and everything in between.
you touch me just right and change my definition of holy.
my brothers are the only people on the planet i would dare to call mine.
i love my found family with every fiber of my being. they know the hues and textures of my soul, just as i know their’s.
i saw an entire life with you as soon as we met.
i look forward to the darkness and the quiet. even though i am scared of it, that is the only time i feel something.