Something called me here. Dare I say it honestly. Something called me home. I looked at your eyes puffy from tears, puffy swollen from sleepless nights. I saw terror in them before. Somehow I know you turn away from me to keep me. It’s unnatural. It’s dishonest. I appreciate it.

I wish we could pray together. I wish I could pray over you. Pray over yours. For now I can only love myself so it will be easy for you to love me. It’s true I’m more honest with myself. It’s true I can sleep now.

You are so beautiful. Soon I’ll take off my mask and be beautiful too. Soon I’ll take this face, this skin, this life and give it to you. You you I love. You with the name like promise

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