His Clumsy Polpetto

She carries my soul in her clumsy hands unaware of the depth of my craving heart.

He dirtied his hands just to make sure she slept with food in her stomach,
He sacrificed his sleep just to make sure she slept soundly,
He withstanded the cold freezing night with nothing except a torn shirt to cover up but made sure she had a thick layer to keep herself warm.

She Became His Reason To Live.
His Everything

This cruel world turned an innocent child into a cold stone brutal ruthless man whose eye's held importance to only one soul his Schätzchen.
He stopped himself from taking his pathetic life just because of his brown eyed pure angel

He lived to protect her from this cruel selfish pathetic world who only knows to claw at your wounds.

He became what he is just to protect her.
His only mistake was to let her go.
His one and only sanity.

His clumsy Polpetto.