Gwen Stacy The Way It Should Be
this is goodness, this is selflessness
open chested
your eyes in mine
when one turns cold
the others make a fire
you try to run away
you can't escape the warmth
this is family
this is pure
and my death comes before a single hair on your head is harmed
i love you
this is what you do for the ones you love
to the gates, or to your knees
my beating heart is just a canvas for your name
write it down
return it to the sky
falls like ashes
