I feel you. I love you. I'd love to keep a relationship with you, even to marriage. You speak me more than I do. You distantly portray what I look like inside. It is so sweet.
If there could be a merge, I'd so entirely appreciate it. It won't be for pain, but for real blessing of attainment.
I remember those days of Karate Kid, when you took me to fight, and you lost, and I flushed in shame. Those days when you were trying hard to become physically more powerful, that you went through a lot of burning times. I remember those scars and broken legs that made you strong. You were great!
Recently, your innocence is mine. I've got nothing to lose. Your gender-fluidity is mine physically, but yours in both. I identify as you identify, but physically. And that's a pleasant joy.
I want to reach Never say Never. As I sat to listen to you record. I felt a string that pulled through my system. I said, "Jaden, we are strong. We are hopeful at teenage."
I love you Jaden. Give me love. It's yours to know me, and mine to love you. I just fantasised and figure it out that there's hope, after all.
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