For Hime and Dean
I would rather die
than see you cry.
I would rather die
than watch sadness cloud your eyes,
or see you feel alone in a world
that doesn’t always understand you.
I would rather give up every breath I have
than let anyone take away your smile,
dim your light,
or make you believe you're anything less
than extraordinary.
Because both of you—
Hime, Dean—
you are my heart.
You are my light.
You are the reason I keep going.
And when I hear you say
you feel worthless,
that your life doesn’t matter,
that your presence is a burden—
my soul breaks.
Because you do matter.
So much more than you know.
Yes, you’re different.
Yes, you make mistakes.
But that’s because you are human,
not machines, not dolls to be controlled.
You are not here to be perfect—
you are here to be you.
And you—
are beautiful.
You are wild and warm and full of magic.
You are worthy of love,
just as you are.
I would rather die
than see the light in your eyes fade,
than hear your laughter silenced
by people who don’t deserve to hear it.
While the world sneers,
while it mocks and misunderstands—
I see you.
I see the courage in your smile,
the beauty in your joy,
the strength in your softness.
So please—
don’t ever doubt your worth.
Don’t ever forget who you are.
You are enough.
You are loved.
You are amazing.
And I would die a thousand times
just to keep that light in your eyes,
that smile on your face,
that spark in your soul.
Because you are everything to me.
Always.
