Colour Blind

The man I love is colour blind.
It's sad because I, myself, am colour.

The man I love is colour blind.
It's sad because he does not see me.

The man I love is colour blind.
It's sad because if he cannot see me, I am rendered invisible.
It's sad because if I am invisible to the man I love, how can the man I love, love me?

By my side

Rest your weary bones. So good. But this is even better.

Nevereverneverevernevereverevensee

donoteverneverevereverneverletthembreakyoudownbabygirl.
donoteverevernevereverletthemseeyougiveintothepain,tothetears,thepain,thepoweroftheirwrath.
donoteverforgetthatiloveyoumorethantheworldandtheworldover,surfaceandtheinternaldepthsoftheearth'ssoulandpower.
iwillforeverbeyours.nevereverneverneverforgetthatbabygirl.
nevernevereverneverforgetthatyou'rethebestthingthat'shappenedtomostpeople'sliveswhenyoudelveintotheirhearts.youbreakpeopledownfromthemostcomplexofbeingsintoalistofthingsthatmatterandalistofthingsthatdomatter.
youaamazeme.youshallneverceasetodoso.
youshallneverceasetoexist.toconsumemymoralsandmysoulandmyheartandmysmileisyourroleinmylife.youaremysalvation.youaremyrealisation.
adoreyoualwaysandalways.neverevernevernevereverforgetthatbabygirl.yours.always.