My blood is gray. not blue or red. It is gray with the dullness of hate and non-compassion. My blood runs shallow like a slowly draining stream. Your blood is rich and beautiful. It sparkles with vibrant colors and bring life to my world. Your blood is all i live for. Like a hair balanced on the tip of a blade. A blade thats been used and has slain many before it. But while you are still existent in my life i will try to bring color and love into your world as you have done for me. My small little spark of light is wearing thin i can feel. I have problems that none other most be allowed to experience. I fear if i get too deeply involved you will catch this sickness that i have been morning over for many years now. I wish i could be truly deeply in love with you but i fear this disease may be contagious. So now i am letting go. Letting go of this fear for all eternity and putting a stop to the disease.
