Yet another for M

If for too long I am left to my ruminating solitude, I become my own prisoner in a cage of redundant thought. Behind every corner lies a shadow, every intention is cruel, But one word from you and I believe in tomorrow. I remember to handle humanity with a gentler hand. You're not a breath of fresh air you're what freshens it. All the utterances of love I have are for you alone. Without filter, without condition, subject to none. The only way you could harm me is if you were no longer to be the human you so beautifully are.