I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you. -Shinji MoonDearest,
I want you to know that it is okay to find something sad and lovely at the same time.
I want you to know that you should not fear Death,
but embrace him because Death is a friend-
a mere companion to ease your lonesome journey across
the bridge to the other side.
I want you to know I care deeply for you
and I will write you as many wordy letters oozing with words of adoration
because I know even the tiniest, kindest words will crack a smile on your thin lips-
albeit the headstrong, different person you are.
I want you to know that I will never give you flowers,
even after you die,
because I know how much it pains you to see
something lovely picked to die
for the temporary appreciation by another.
Most of all, I want you to grow and be happy.
I want you to learn to embrace your flaws endearingly-
all the noticable dents and creases that streak and damage your once smooth complexion
but never once leaving a scar on your personality.
I want you to feel what I feel.
I want you to grow to love the person I fell shamelessly for.