Once upon a time, there was a boy.. Let's call him Scott Dylan.
Strong, charming, enchanting and I would say that he's pretty captivating to my eyes but he's just a lonely boy who only wants to be heard. But no matter how loud he screams, no one seems to care. One barely hears his voice. Everyone turns their back on him when he ever wanted was just a friend. Someone who listens, someone who cares, someone who's going to tell him that everything is gonna be okay.
"Is that too much to ask? Am I not worth it?"
One who is confused whether or not he was looking for a love life or was he trying to fill the empty space that his mom stole when she passed away before he ever got the chance to tell her how much she really meant to him. A brief look on her face was all he ever needed.
"I love you, mom. Why did you have to leave? What did I do? I beg you, please stay for a day or two. I promise I won't be naughty anymore"
He smiles with tears on his eyes. He laughs with pain in his chest. He stays strong when he's dying inside. He says it's okay when it's not. He is everything he's not. He grew up thinking all he needed to do was to serve. He always thinks he can put up with more. He cares for everyone that he starts neglecting himself.
He doesn't know it but I know he cries himself to sleep. I know he wishes things happened differently. He prays for a better path and I know that he struggles.
"Dylan, how do I tell you that I love you? How do I tell you that I care? You are loved, you are appreciated and you only deserve the best. How do I tell you that?"
to be continued -
