He Loves You, Really He Does. He'd

You Threw Everything Away."i Bring A Hand Up To Touch Her Face,to Wipe The Rain From Her Eyelashes."your Entire Life-your Beliefs...why Would You Do That For Me?" June Has Never Looked More Beautiful Than She Does Now,unadorned And Honest,vulnerable Yet Invincible.when Lightning Streaks Over The Sky,her Dark Eyes Shine Like Gold."because You Were Right,"she Whispers."about All Of It.

There's A Conflicted Look In Day's Eyes, A Joy And A Grief, That Makes Him So Vulnerable. I Realize How Little Defense He Has Against My Words. He Loves So Wholly. It Is His Nature.

We Can Heal. Perhaps We Can Return To That Same Place We Once Stood, When We Were Both Young And Innocent.

All It Takes Is One Generation To Brainwash A Population And Convince Them That Reality Doesn't Exist

I Started Writing Seriously When I Was A Teenager, Around 14 Years Old.