Postscript: I love you. ♥

and I was locked in a placethat I'd never seen beforewithout windows butwith curtains hanging on the wallsand I was forced to believeall I hadI had to self-deprivateand I was proved wrongwhen you came back
in a room filled with nothingthis table looked away from mea kick to your foot and a twist of your headand I saw that you were afraidbut if you think that I was just being coldyou don't know how scared I was
in crayon and inkwhat I understood the leastwere these words not spokenout of fear of the lawor self sacrifice