How rare is it to be besotted with somebody? Plausibly not quite the recherché. But to me, the antithesis. My gramercy goes to my creators, and people I've known. Through dereliction and deception have you granted me with insufferable torment, mental malady, and precocity. But what's the point of being cherish-able by the generality when your head restrains you from demonstrating anything back? When you don't ever want to let something like that happen because it'll shatter your heart and drive your own body to defeat. . But I love myself more than when I was with you.