I love you.

I need someone to love.

I picked you.

I picked everyone.

I should pick myself.

But I don’t have enough to love.

You’re beautiful, beautiful.

You shine in my darkness.

You make me forget my darkness.

The light makes me wish for more.

But I cannot take your light from you.

I cannot take what I do not deserve.

But I need you and your light to shield me from my own internal darkness.

From my evils.

My evils are no match for your beautiful, beautiful light.

It shines in the face of all evils and banishes shadow.

Will you let me use some of your light?

I will cherish it as my own.

I will cherish it as my own.