He who is, he who is not. He was the person that broke my heart. Do you judge me for loving you completely, for your pieces that make up your whole? Do you judge me because I care, and your pages turn as the story unfolds? Do you ever love me, or do you only love who I became? Would you love me for who I was before I became my name? Take me far away, to a world unidentified. Thank you for catching me when I decided to freely fall. Thank you.