A/N: Written at midnight. This kind of hit me. I love this song so much. You should go listen to the acoustic version. It's best. (: This isn't my best, but I hope you like it. I wrote more because I had gotten so many favorites and alerts, but only 5 reviews. If you like this, can you please review. I'll give you some pie... though I might not have any left. My friend Dylan just loves pie!

Words: 104

Song: She is Love by Parachute


He's been a victim of Fitz, a victim of his father, and a victim of his uncle. They were all people who harassed and attacked him. He'd grown use to it.

He had lost faith before. He questioned if God was real when he lay in bed, the noise of his parents' fighting keeping him up.

When he'd started hanging out with Clare, he knew she realized something was wrong. She helped him with the abuse. She didn't even care that he read comic books while she was studying or that he named his car "Morty".

She was, and will always be, love.


I've been beaten down, I've been kicked around,

but she takes it all for me.

And I lost my faith, on my darkest days.

But she makes me want to believe.

They call her love, love, love, love, love.

They call her love, love, love, love, love.

She is love...

And she is all I need...