What a sublimely different life we live, our words creating worlds, destroying the same, when we learn how to believe in someone and know enough to let them go.
For them, because of an innocence that they won’t admit to, and for those who would not taint it
I am human. I have my lust, my adoration and my ultimate respect.
Though they make me into who I believe I am, sometimes I wish I were less…
But I could never be.
Not even for you.