Dear Angel,


My arms are weak, but I can still catch you if you happen to fall.
My eyes hold the key to your past and I’m burdened with sorrow because I ruined you.
At the sound of your voice, a chill runs down my frail spine; you make me feel alive.
Without you, where would I be?
Certainly not where I am now, I need you.
I might be broken, but that is not something that I will ever allow to happen to you.
I’m here to protect you, and although I’ve failed in that process, just know that I’ll kiss your scars better.
You can’t turn out like me, it would tear me apart, worse than I have become already.
An extraordinary soul such as yours is not to be poisoned by a battered, torn one like mine;
I’ll change and be someone different for you.
I won’t weight you down with my hopeless self anymore.
You deserve better, and I will give you that.
I won’t ever let life get the best of you.
Believe me when I say that you’re beautiful and intriguing.
You’re someone I’ve always wanted to be,
unexceptionally amazing at everything you do.
Tears are the words the heart can’t express;
don’t be afraid to let it all go.

I’m forever your crying shoulder, your friend,
and I love you too much to see you try to walk in my ugly, regretful footsteps.