Always.

every picture you paint, i will paint myself out.

I lift my eyes up to the sky
and wonder,
why?

For you, I changed.
For you, I lied.

For you, I pretended.
For you, I was silent. For you, I was numb.
For you, I laughed.

For you, I betrayed.
For you, I fought.
For you, I screamed.

For you, I dreamed.
For you, I soared.
For you, I tried.

For you, I spoke.
For you, I smiled.
For you, I sighed.

For you, I feared.
For you, I prayed.
For you, I loved.

For you, I hoped.
For you, I shattered.
For you, I was whole.

For you, I cried.

This one’s for you.

You, who made me who I am today. You, who showed me what reality was.

And for you, who broke down all the walls.

--Sunlit.

Updates.

30/11/09: Due to personal reasons, the story Beloved will be removed until fully completed and rewritten. I will take full responsibility and face up to how foolishly wrong I was. Sincerest apologies.