Collecting and restoring bones is one of the things I wish to do at least once in my life. It might seem a bit creepy - sure - but I would be doing whatever makes me at least a little bit happier.
Taking care of things makes me a little bit happier.
Think about it: restoring something of or something that used to be apart of another being's life sounds magical. It's like trying to bring peace and love towards somebody so that they can feel it.
Yet, I still feel a little shitty for even attempting to make something seem alive again. I mess up one way or another - sometimes without even realising it - and then I just feel like I let something down.
I let you down, you want me to be happy I can't even do that for you. I don't want you to be scared of what you say to me and it's my fault.
Besides from all of that, my only goal in the present moment right now is to make you feel safe and happy as much as I can even if I feel so fucked up right now.
I'm sorry if I can't do things perfectly right now, taking care of bones isn't my speciality but I will learn for your sake. I don't want you to feel unhappy because of me. I've never done this before;; I've never been in a relationship before besides from with you - everything is new to me.
I will learn how to care for bones, even if it takes my whole life to figure something out.
I am and always will be here for you, even if it doesn't seem like it.
I love you forever with my bone-hard mind, heart, and soul.
