To no one..

It's better for me to ease my mind, when all thoughts are read between the lines, loving her, loving me loving them. It's the difference being felt when it's about him. Not only does my smile derive from the actions of his mind. But it's heartfelt to the point tip of love being blind. For I saw not of what his heart was projecting, but of his kindness and care that got me to thinking: What if he is the one to make mends to my damaged heart that was never meant to be pulled apart but be completed with the strength and will of his affection towards I.. and to give meaning to the cycle of why such reasoning to my actions in life came to be so he can take his easy two steps ti the entrance of my life. He crepty up onto the double gaurded walls and silenced them.. Annihalated the negativity that was protruding through my brain while he kept his focus into my heart..

     .... Destroying every pain and grief that was never released just to make me feel better and calm; at eased. Injecting an antidote that's spreading throughout this fragile heart, giving it the ability to place all missing pieces back together, making it another work of art that'll be displayed for why he made me quite better.