"I'm willing to share with you the warmth."
You, H,
With those warmth and solace,
Deserves a soul who at least, isn't clueless.
Or one who sees colors
other than
the midnight of the sky.
You are full of love,
meanwhile I couldn't offer you any.
The idea of being loved doesn't sit right.
I mean, not like it never does when it comes to survive.