alone together, weathering the same storm, all on different ships, large and small, some luxurious, some poor, hoping, praying for salvation not annihilation.

solitude is chosen
loneliness is not

i experienced love
it was painful, pointless, and overrated
yet i need, crave, and wished i had it my life

Slave to the sun, servant of the moon, lost forever in yesterday’s dreams, remembering the intensity of being sixteen, touch me like that, so i can feel free again.

you came into the room, whispered if i slept, slide into bed, curling up beside me, too afraid of being alone, needing to be held, laid your head upon my chest.

i wrapped you in my arms, made sure you felt safe, kissed your head, brushed your hair, reassured that daddy cares.