• . You’re like fire, no, you are fire, and more often than not you

    Burn me. But it doesn’t really hurt, and I need you to survive


    Because even though you cause scars, there’s something deeper left


    In me,


    You are my friend


    And yet, so much


    more


    ii. You’re like ice, but sometimes


    Colder. I think that you don’t know I exist


    Sometimes, and you end up hurting me far worse than you could ever


    Know,


    But if I had to choose anyone, anyone at all, it would be


    You


    iii. Where do I begin? You’re like sunshine, and everything about your happiness is


    Wonderful, and I wonder how it’s possible anyone could


    Hurt you, so I promise that I’ll defend you and next time anyone says a single thing, I’ll hurt them


    Worse


    iv. Who are you? I would be the last person to say that I


    Know, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to. I would not call myself your friend, but maybe I’m


    Yours, and that would mean a lot, but to me you’re still a


    Mystery


    v. You took everything, everything I loved away from


    Me, and you take the one person who means the most to me and you cage her up, and I don’t


    Know what you do to her, but in the end I will make sure it is something you


    Regret


    vi. You’re worse, but better, yet I never truly


    Cared for you, and though you’re not as clever as she is, you can be just as


    Devious, because even though it is long and past, you make it clear to all that I am what you


    Loathe


    vii. If I described you, I’d do it all


    Wrong, because there are two yous, and I get them mixed up, but I love them


    Both, and even though I can never discuss things


    Deeply with you, having you there makes me impossibly


    Glad


    viii. You are so incredibly


    Innocent, or at least that’s what I always


    Believed, but I somehow suspected I was wrong, There is a side of you that is very


    Dark and I find myself becoming


    Wary


    ix. You are so very


    Petty, and somehow think we should all


    Care so deeply, and chastise us when we do not, but if you could see


    Yourself, you would be shocked at how I see you as so


    Shallow


    x. Why do you let yourself get knocked


    Down, when there are so many people waiting to


    Defend you?


    And I would never hurt you purposely, and can’t imagine


    How others do it so easily, nor how you remain so steadfastly


    Strong


    xi. I wonder how I ever met someone so


    Normal, and whether I’ll end up contaminating


    You, but hope not because you seem very nice the way you are, so filled with


    Hope