29: Saudade – The Deep Longing

I wrote as a plea to be heard. By someone. Anyone. By her...but in the quiet of the night, when love and grief can no longer be shouted down I hear the repressed whispers of knowledge reminding me the woman I long to hear from will never return. 

22: The Protector and symbolism

Heroes are expendable. When it was hard she left and never looked back. I'm done being anyone's Hero. I've paid my dues. I want to be a King to a Queen. I'm not disposable. It is her loss.

114: I’ve got this life to fix

114: I've got this life to fix I blew it. But now? I got this life to fix. Gotta build it back up brick by brick. I've got this.

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