My pen falls on my paper.

   My dear friend... You are so kind, though I am cruel. Can you ever forgive me for the terrible sadness I have besieged in your always welcome heart?
   Your eyes always so bright and open... How can they also be so blind t those that will break the heart behind them? Your soul in their sweaty hands, your hope in their crushing power... I wish I could tell you the truth, but there is no truth now that we've all been blinded by them.
   I see how their wondering hands shake for your unspoiled fruit and unguarded love that you give out so willingly, displaying it out on your cheek, a kiss will buy it, a glance can be a good down payment. You fall so quickly my love...
   I wish I could take them all back and fill the places they left with my thick purple love and heal the wounds they scarred your red heart with... I wish I could kill them all with both hands behind my back, smite them with my words in hope for justice... But their bloodied cries never come. For I am only brave in my dreams.
   Kylie Mae, I hate that the world has done such terrible deed to you as to grant you a life of such great misfortune and a heart of such cold fated tears. How can your smile make my day, while it does not phase others? How can your laughter make my week, when others dust it off? How can your happiness complete my life, when others go out of their way to destroy it?
   I would give you my heart in a second, I would give my life for a day more for you. I would relive a thousand pain-filled deaths to heart your beautiful lips whisper my name just one more times. So many times you've been deceived, how could you ever trust me? Because with each lie I never speak, my heart one more ouce belongs to you my love. My angel. My everlasting moonlight. I will hope to a god somewhere out there, that you will always light my way. But if by some unfortunate heart-break, I ever lose you again... I promise I will never speak another word to make you despise me as much. I will silence the tears with stainless steel in hopes that it might help you live. I swear that the last word I'd  ever utter would be to you, and they would be nothing but the truth; "Our love was strong, but you have so much more to give... Don't let my death not let you live." I'd do it for you, see, I'd even die, in the place of where I stood I hope you strive, in hopes for a better ending than I had.
   Don't you see you are my world? Can't you see you hold my heart? I would dance and sing for hours with the knowlege that you heard my plea, my plea of a love that never dies.
   You found me in the frozen rain and helped me walk when others didn't. You brought me home and let me in, when others had locked me out...and my darling if only my heart were a home... <3
   Behind the bars of insecurity and fear I kept my opinions to myself and I watched you fall too many times and I am sorry I was never there to catch you... I couldn't have after you fell so deep... But never more will your tears fall. Just give me permission to touch you, to catch the tears and bring them home, to sew butterfly wings to them and let them soar. To be free with no heart ache to bind them to the once sad girl any longer. They will be free, just as you will be.
   I hope that someday, wherever you may go or be, that you'll look up at the moon and wonder, if I am looking too. If I am thinking of your beautiful eyes... Because I tell you my love... I will be. <3