Whole.

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The words appear on the screen,

My worse dream.

I thought this wouldn't happen,

but yet these words left me broken. 

Rage boils in my vein, a pit grows in my belly. 

When I go to stand my legs feel like jelly. 

These words broke my heart, darkened my soul. 

And I surely know this wasn't your goal.

You were guilty I understand,

but now I just feel sort of- bland. 

"She isn't worth anything to me! Just lust!" You tried. 

But all that I have done since you told me was cried. 

Silently, alone, broken. Yet I remain whole. 

I took a stroll,

Cleared my head from the darkness and the blackness. 

Making sure I wasn't going to give any slackness. 

Once I cleared my head I returned. 

My time already adjourned.

I was too late, you left. 

But I knew it was for the best.

So, my love... I remain Whole.

And my goal,

Is to show the darkness wrong forever on. 

Because this is my battle won. 

I love you, you love me. 

And there is no where else I want to be. 

Whole, not torn in two. 

I know you do not know what to do. 

But I assure you,

I will wait till you know the truth. 

We are both still in our youth. 

We have four years till you do not have to put up with an idea. 

We will travel the world: Italy, Maine, Antarctica, Japan, Korea.

Just promise me one thing,

every time that I sing.

Do not think of my voice (Because it is horrid)

But think of my choice. 

Why did I choose it?

I did use my all mighty wit. 

So this is the end. 

There maybe still be a few things to mend...

But I'm sure we can both bend. 

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