Oh, Irrylath,Irrylath, we squaundered our two years together.

For every moment of suffering,Others will arriveThat will instead pierce you with joy.

Negativity pierces determination like rust. Stay coated with faith and confidence.

You pierce me with a look, a word, a gesture. And yet those same weapons could shield me from hurt if you so choose.

I'd give anything if you'd kiss me." I said. "I mean," I said when he tilted his head to look at me, his eyes wide in shock, "I've kissed guys before. It's like a handshake these days," I lied, just wanting to know what his lips on mind would feel like. "Almost required if you're leaving.