XI. LOVE, XX
you love him.
all of his ripped edges and spilling colours.
you love him.
it doesn't matter if he never says your name.
you love him.
even if he isn't there when you need him.
you love him.
it doesn't matter if he ignores you when he's with her.
you love him.
even if he makes you feel blue and red.
you love him.
sometimes he makes you feel yellow.
you love him.
all of his flaws and mistakes.
you love him.
the way he moves and how his brain works.
you love him.
even if he doesn't love you back.-- you love (him).
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Poesía❝ONCE MY DEMONS ARE GONE, SO AM I❞ nikki [ middlenarnias ] july, 21st 2O16