He said.
He said you are beautiful he said I've seen you naked and you are still beautiful I've seen you break and I still see beauty he said even your defects are pretty, and I, I just feel afraid of looking into my shadow of seeing the depth in my eyes afraid to see, afraid to feel all that I have left inside for no one to see, no one to judge. and he comes and says you are pretty the walls melt, the mask breaks. and love comes in where darkness ruled distance disappears and magic is born. I swear I've been holding him all night inside my heart but not in my hands. As I've held him before, for so long.