.... Even white roses cast a dark shadow. You know? All of us do. You are not perfect. I don't expect you to be. The day I told you I love you. I have been ready for whatever monsters you keep inside. Should your most kept secrets beg to be all let out or when you feel like the light you have been emitting fades, please don't think that I won't understand. Don't ever think I will hate. I will learn to embrace them. Treat me as your blanket. Should you need another layers. I can be your moon. Should you feel the night sky ran out of hopes to ration. I will shine and remind you that you don't have to be alone in your fights. My hands are already calloused. You don't have to worry about my bleeding when your thorn ache for warm hugs. I want to be part of your world. But I am not someone who will demand for your world to revolve only around me. I want us to explore all the mountains and sea of our dreams together. If love is an orison. Then I die in it everyday to make you breathe. Yonder in your breaths, we will make up a barn. Witnessing the age of sky with holding hands of each other.
