Confessions.

I know now, what I am; what I can be. I’ve embraced the asshole within me, come to terms with him and know this, my love, that I love you. When I’m with you, I feel no pain; when I’m with you, it feels like life isn’t vain. I forget my suffering when I tend to you, while you mourn. Your suffering has become my therapy and now, my company shall be yours.

I swear, even though I cry, all you’ll hear is a lullaby.

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