Faith
You wanted me to just believe you, blindly. You wanted me to have faith in something that I cannot touch or see or feel. In that what has not been proven to me, through action, and time-and personal, sacrificial, autonomous, choice. I cannot do that. I am not a godly man. I am not a religious man. I do not believe in nothing or "if" or "wouldn't it be nice". The people I have lost to death, are gone. I accept that. They are not coming back and I will never hold them again-and yeah, it is depressing as fuck. It is also why I love urgently, and passionately. I am real, because this shit is short and I want to know who REALLY loves ME. Not who I showed you. I do not hold myself above anyone, but, I will not let you lie to me, either. I am exactly who I say I am, I am flawed, I am human, but I will not...