My heart beats fast

Beating in my ears

I hear nothing anymore

The only thing I want to

Hear is your voice.

But I can't

You've walked away

And taken my life

My meaning

My soul

With you

And you sit there and laugh

Smirking at me with malice

In your beautiful eyes

And I feel what's left of me

Breaking

Burning

Not existing

And I hate myself for it

For letting you take

Something so precious

So special to anyone

And you've taken it

Without permission

You know what you do

You have that knowing

Glint in your eye

But you'll never know

You'll never guess

Finally I stand up for myself

And leave you with nothing

Nothing but sadness

And sorrow

And your regrets

And I feel a little bad

But it's okay

I'm getting myself

Back from you

I deserve this

I deserve to know you know

How I feel

I deserve to move on and

Have a better life

I deserve to know that

I am worth people's time

I deserve to feel love

And that's exactly what I've got

Pure, untainted love

Maybe it's not the perfect love

That people expect

But it's my wonderful love

With the black haired man

With the crystal eyes

That crinkle at the edges

And his little tongue

That sticks out of his mouth

A little when he laughs

And his warm comforting hugs

That keep me safe from the world

And his lips

And nose

And words

And just

Him

He is the reason

You have no fun

Taking my heart and

Messing with my mind

Because he loves me more

Than you ever could

And for the first time

In my life

I'm happy

Phil smiled gently as Dan slowly lowered the paper and avoided his boyfriend's gaze.

"Dan." Phil said quietly as he walked quickly over to Dan, ducking his head so that he could look at the younger. "That was beautiful. I'm flattered and so glad that I make you happy." Dan looked at Phil properly to see that he wasn't lying.

"You make me the happiest I've been in years." He whispered.

"And nothing makes me happier than that." Phil smiled as he quickly placed a short kiss on Dan's lips. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For sharing your past with me through that poem. I don't need to know who they were, or when you last saw them, or why they did that to you. I'm just grateful that you trust me enough to share that with me. That is really brave. I-" Anything else that Phil was going to say was cut off when Dan pulled him into a hug. Snuggling closer, Phil settled himself into Dan's arms. He didn't know when he might get some more answers – he might never will. But it didn't matter in that moment. For he was safe in Dan's arms. And Dan was safe in his.

A/N: Hi guys. I don't even know what this is. I was going to write a really depressing thing for some reason and it turned into this. And I know this isn't a Dan/Phil x Reader but my girlfriend wrote a review complaining that the last one wasn't a Dan/Phil and so I had to fill it in. I'm sorry that I'm being really weird but I feel really bad about life and stuff. This is really unedited and bad and you're probably gonna think it's shit but hey. It's writing and it make's me feel better.