you,

I lifted you up off the ground, desperately trying to hide my ecstasy

when I noticed how much more beautiful

your eyes became when they overflowed.

"why are you crying?"

your thin fingers curled

around my waist, as you sniffled

against my blazon red jacket.

i knitted my fingertips in your hair,

murmuring comforts in your small ear.

"he didn't deserve you, skye."

I let you weep against me,

and i was happy.

because you were mine, again.

all. fucking. mine.