armadaboywonder:

And in her eyes, I saw sadness. The kind that engulfed worlds as if a black hole;inhaling every remnants of life only to exhale it as carbon monoxide in a crowded room, the stench of hopelessness in the air, suffocation. A cloud of hurt followed her as she’d tread on, moisture accumulating upon her person in the form of rain drops leaking out of her withered soul. She was tired of everything. She was sick; suffering from a case of dilemma and disease of the heart. Her being was broken…

And in all honesty I just want to aid in repairing her world…

This isn’t just another corny love poem…

It’s a life in script…