fate tore us in twain.
We should have known better than to say
we were better than they who tried before us
to defy the laws of things we could not understand.
And I was worse for trying to pretend
I was something I was never meant to be,
the stars lined against me.
But how I desperately wanted to be
I wanted so much for things to be a different way
than how they strayed to be.
I wanted you to know me,
and show you the heart of the man I knew that I was
deep down in the corners where light never touched
and I was locked away.
You freed me that day you acknowledged my existence
and drew me out from my listless imprisonment.
You enabled me to live and breathe. and from the rooftops to scream
"I am alive!
And my name is Skyler!"
you raised me higher to peaks I never thought I'd reach
being confined in the mind of someone
who hated me.
The very thought of me,
the entity inside that she, herself, created.
I was patient, though I hated myself
because of the Hell I was forced to live in.
And I pray, someday, you can find it in yourself to forgive
all the slander and lies that came with my choice to struggle for life.
But I will say for the record that you were the last person I wanted to hurt.
For you were my savior; my angel.
I continue to say, for it's who I grew to love,
by no other name could I ever know of
than what I grew up to know you by
in our childhood time.
And even though I wasn't completely your dream,
I'd bleed 'til my death just for you to know that I'm me
and that I really do exist,
even if you no longer believe it
having lost that childish innocence
that I adored in you so very much.
And my Dearest Kate,
though we may never speak again,
I hope you know that if nothing else was real to you
my love always was and always is.
You gave to me the gift no one else could ever give,
the gift to live.
And I miss you more and more each day,
my dearest Kate.
Fate was never kind of fair, and nor the stars.
But I'll always cherish everything you are.