countlesscrossings

Forgive me son, for your future life. I apologize for giving you a breath. I'm sorry for making you live through this. I'm sorry for making you grow up knowing what wrong. I'm sorry for making you live with this knowledge. You're daddy's not real and he never will be. You're daddy is lying to you. He's not your daddy. He held you tight every night before you drifted off to sleep, and when school started, he held your hand to the door and told you it was going to be okay. He scared the monsters away from your closet, and kicked them out the door. You're daddy was the strongest daddy ever. He's not your daddy. I'm sorry son, for ly

Walking across a bridge, with your hand in mine. It's so smooth, so warm, I never want to let go. The air is cold, we can see our breath, a cloud accompanying each heartbeat. It's beautiful, "The water?" No, you. You're beautiful. I wouldn't take my eyes off you. You don't have to believe me, because I know I'm right. Winter is on it's way, soon these leaves will be covered in bright white snow. And with each step we leave a new footprint, kind of like the marks you've been leaving on my heart. No, you haven't been stepping all over me, you've been leaving little smiley faces on my heart. Every time you kiss me. It's perfect, I'd