One Day

I Wish I Could Stop Falling.
          I Wish Grayson Could Save Me From This Endless Torture.

My Mother Has Taken Everything From Me.
          But She Will Not Take Him.
          I Refuse To Let Her Take Him.

One Day.
          That's become my motto.
          One day we'll be together.
          One day we'll live together.
          One day I'll be happy.
          Profound happiness, overwhelming joy.
          Is that too much to ask for?
          Not to him.
          When I cry myself to sleep at night, exhausted and wanting to give up, I can whisper the words.
          They mean nothing to anyone but us.
          "One day, right?"
          "One day, I promise."
          The words hold much more than what people think.
          They offer a promise, a promise to me.
          Telling me they promise me happiness, promise me an escape.
          One day.
          The most meaningless, meaningful words of my life.

He told me he loves me..

I cried yesterday. It was horrible. But he made everything seem so much better.

Is it selfish for me to want him to myself?

Coffee and Grayson in the morning is everything I need to be happy.

It's me and you forever.
          I don't care if they approve, I don't care if they hate me for it.
          You're everything to me...
          Why can't they understand that?
          I love you.
          I'm never letting you go.
          I made the mistake before, I can't do it this time.

Why is it when I try to write, his name is the only thing that comes to mind? The feelings he makes me feel, the way I love him...
          I wouldn't change it for the world, though.
          I'm happy, I want it to stay that way.

I may write poems about my depression here.
          Maybe.