You Are

Don't give up on love.

Honor brings me pain.
Quietly wishing for the future
to be unstained, I have a damned feeling of you.
You make me hurt.
My mouth hurts when I smile.
You are of my greatest insecurities,
my greatest hopes and wishes.
You can do anything in the face of a frown.
When I fall down you pick me up.
You pull me up when I am to down and out.
When I'm depressed I will remember this too;
I am not through with you.
You are love; both friend and foe from head to toe.