Literature
I am in love with a walking paradox.
he tells me he's an atheist,
doesn't see how a powerful, all-knowing being would
create a shit world like this.
i think he believes in god more than i do.
he puts his faith in love, fairy tales, and superheroes
but does not put any faith in his own happiness.
i think he is less sad than he would like to admit.
he is the first to point out someone's good points
yet all he sees in himself are flaws.
i think he refuses to see the light
in his shrouded world of darkness.
he says that he loves me,
but does not ever show it.
i think his actions speak
louder than his words.