Never made it as a grandson.<\/p>\n
I couldn’t cut it as a boyfriend healing.<\/p>\n
Tired of living like a half man.<\/p>\n
I’m sick of trying to be someone else’s conception of appealing.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But when you step into the light, it<\/p>\n
puts everything into perspective.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It’s not like you & the dark were well-acquainted.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow, the planet could tilt off its axis & fall into oblivion<\/p>\n
but the one thing that will never waver is my love for you,<\/p>\n
shining brightly like the most reflective obsidian.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I don’t need anything else from you<\/p>\n
aside from some piece of mind,<\/p>\n
just for you to be who you are:<\/p>\n
loving, gentle, selfless and kind.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
That’s how you remind me<\/p>\n
of what I could truly become.<\/p>\n
We won’t win them all but<\/p>\n
we can still win some.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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