hurting, crying, getting better

For those of us who are too scared to talk on the phone:
          
          Text START to 678678
          
          (The Trevor Project LGBTQ+ text line, you can talk to them about issues you have with your sexual/gender identity, they'll listen)

I think I might be a bit touch-starved, I crave physical contact so much that when I don't have enough of it I get so lonely and sad

There's someone outside
          Who's tapping on my window
          There's a garden light
          That keeps the shadows away
          Hide yourself in me
          And I will keep you safe
          Little darling
          
          Baton in my hand
          I didn't know that I was
          Leading the parade
          I've got a glass of lemonade
          For us to share
          Maybe I could even braid your hair
          
          Confetti on the floor
          The only light is coming 
          Underneath the door
          A kind of stillness that you
          Cannot recreate
          Kiss me now before it gets too late
          
          You're the one outside
          Who's tapping on my window
          There's a garden light
          That lights the way for you so
          Take comfort in me
          And I will keep you warm
          Little darling

And I could lie say I like it like that
          Like it like that

There's bones in my closet but you hang stuff anyway
          And if you have nightmares
          We'll dance on the bed
          I know that you love me
          Love me
          Even when I lose my head
          Guillotine

Lead me on like you do
          Like you always do
          
          Drop me off
          Forget about me
          
          I don't matter to you
          I never mattered to you
          
          Haunt my dreams
          Turn my bliss to tar
          Always hurts when you go that far
          
          So dig it in I fucking dare you to
          Twist the knife like you always do

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile
          You've never loved your stomach or your thighs
          The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine but I love them endlessly
          ---
          I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape
          You never want to know how much you weigh
          You still love to squeeze into your jeans 
          But you're perfect to me
          
          I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
          But if I do
          It's you
          It's you they add up to

Changed my mind, my new name is Liam

So... I think my name is Miles now. That's cool.

Trying to come up with a better name for myself, don't quite think Elliott fits anymore. If you have any suggestions let me know. They should be male or nonbinary names.