Tayana Osuna, arts and culture editor 

You 

Are soft

I

Am not

You 

Remain calm

I

Do not 

You

Hold your friends tight

I

Build up walls

That even I cannot break

You 

Are my light 

My everything

I 

Am your worst nightmare

But I

Will protect you

I

Will mend your wounds

I

Will hold your hand

I

Will carry you

When you can no longer walk

I will shield you from harm

From the dark

From myself 

You 

Do not like me

But I

Love you