Titles are Overrated

Part 159

You don't understand, 

do you?

I wish you could see yourself

the way I see you.

Glitter sunshine freckles

on your beautiful face,

and soulful sky blue eyes

that I could stare into

forever.

You act like nothing hurts you,

but you hurt yourself.

I'll stroke your soft,

golden swirls of hair

and hold you

until all the pain

goes away.

I hope it does.

You never deserved

any of it.

do yourself some good, my love