All these things

Courage.
Fears.
Happiness.
Tears.
Joy.
Pain.
Sunlight.
Rain.
Rebellion.
Quiet.
Solitude.
Riot.
Caring.
Hatred.
On Time.
Belated.
Trimmed.
Gone.
Right
Wrong.
Nice.
Not.
Cool.
Fucking Hot.
Corrupted.
Infused.
Controlling.
Confused.
Inverted.
Light.
Peaceful.
Fuck you, let's fight.

All these things.
Came together.
Twisted and turned.
Made something better.

Created from these words.
A boy with a soul.
But in his heart.
Still felt a hole.

Something is gone.
Or never there.
Never shall be whole.
Would anyone care?

Light spread his eyes.
Made them grow wide.
Hence came a girl.
And filled him inside.

Now this boy.
Is entirely there.
And he lays asleep now.
As his lover's fingers, comb through his hair...