There's a first for everything, but there's also a last. A last hug, a last kiss, a last breath, but I'm not letting those be the last for us. I know it would hurt to try to let you go, so I don't.
And I know some pain is deserved and needed. However, the pain and type of hurt I would feel losing or giving up on you is not truly deserved because you're meant for me. And I'm meant for you.
You're a godsend. I need you. And even though the last couple of days have not been the best, I know there's light at the end of the tunnel and that light leads to you.
And even though I'm tired. Not of you or having and trying to fight for us. But tired of being in the darkness. Tired of crying out for help and it not being answered.
You've done nothing, you're just caught in a crossfire that's being poorly mishandled by your parents.
I just want you to be happy. And I'm not letting that kiss be the last because I'm not gonna give up on us. Because even though pain is deserved, and pain helps us grow; the pain of losing you isn't. However, the pain of not being able to talk for a period of not being able to talk for a period of time is worth the possibility of us growing once again closer together.
Because even though I hurt and feel sad now, I know that I can once again be happy and be in your arms. Because you make me feel whole and wanted.
