Secured.
You make me so undeniably angry. It is unfathomable that love can be held so close to anger, yet still it seems to be. You take concern and throw it, looking the other way. Laugh off Despair like it's just another day. Somehow, though, we're expected to be opposites, that i should take your pain and shelter it from the rain. take your life and hold you away from the knives. So why, why on earth, can't I ask you to do the same. Sure, I rarely ask it of you, but if im caring and tending for your heart, is it bad to ask for the same? Is it selfish to want to be secure for a day? Am I selfish?
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