things i wish i told you

you are not the villain in my story. 

you are just a boy with bare dreams

and stiff hands, 

and a heart that never knew love like i did— 

covered in layers of thawless ice. 

you smelled of freshly cleaned laundry

which reminded me of home.

you are not unforgivable nor evil,

you are just a boy who needed someone to show you peace. 

and if i ever get the chance to see you again, 

i would soothe you, whisper that I am here, 

and i do not plan on going anywhere, 

because you are not the villain.

you are the boy who taught me what it is to care so deeply, 

and shielded me in the midst of chaos, 

you implored me to sing when I thought I could no longer,

you were always there, even when you did not know it.

You deserve to love and be loved in return, 

and I say, in the truest sense, 

~ that you are the Sun, 

when i cannot see you, 

I feel you. 

And when I see you once more, 

i could not possibly leave you.