A Letter To My Past Self

I see your wounds when no one else believes you
I see your love for him and the destruction it brings you
You're walking though everything wants to make you fall
You're battling just to honour your hearts sacred call

Your smiles and your tears all are being seen, heard, known
Truth and purity of your soul, despite darkness it has shone
Just try your best you always have against all the impossible odds
Your love has shattered the illusion what to speak of some silly gods