There are few people in this world that I trust with the deepest part of my being, people I would tell anything to, or devote myself to.
Those people also hold the key to my destruction
but isnt that the beauty of trust?
giving your heart to someone, lending them your soul, giving your all for those you believe in?
Thank you, few people, for believing in me.
for building the blocks I stand on today.
You hold me up and make me strong and will forever be close to my heart.
I love you, Morpheous, my Constant, my Dandilion, and recently, my Artist.
You hold the keys to my beginning, and my end
I'll write the chapters.