My Love

You put up with all my s**t. 

Even when I almost leave you. 

Or when I fall into my hole. 

And cut up some part of myself. 

I couldn't ask for anything more. 

You mean so much more then you seem to know. 

Please never leave me. 

Please never get sick of my s**t. 

No matter what I put you through. 

Please know that I need you to breath. 

Or there is no me.

I need you my sweet. 

Stay by my side. 

Forever?