Nov 12, 2023
The end of an era // the end of us // the end of me. Grayson. To describe what we have been through is to cure a terminal illness. Impossible. Pure, intense, and unconditional love. Yet somehow, Anger, hatred, and sadness. When I look at you my eyes glow. With fire or love? What a curse it is to love someone so deeply, Yet be forbidden from doing so properly. You deserve a love as sweet as you. Yet you induce me with a fiery pain, So I set my world on fire and hate you for it. But it is not your fault. It is mine. And I am sorry, But I don’t know what else I can be. Just sorry, Is all I am All I can be.