I have never enjoyed
the rain as much as I did
the night I bumped
into you
walking adamantly
to a destination
that I wished
conjoint
with mine

I’ll think about you sometimes
In the dead of the night
When silence blankets the earth
And fills the emptiness in my mind

I’ll find that the ghost of a smile will find its way to my lips,
Lifting the corners of my mouth
And kindling a spark that later blooms with all the fury of a flame

I’ll think of how you held me against your chest
And all the sweet nothings you whispered with every breath

I’ll think of how we laughed when you pulled the covers over our heads
And we hid underneath the sheets,
Kissing like the sun kisses the sky when it rises from the East

I’ll think of how your fingers twined with mine as exhaustion took hold
And in that moment we were happy
But happiness is fragile and we were bound to break it,
Weren’t we?

And as I lie here in the quiet,
With my thoughts as my only company
I know that these are all your ways of saying,
“I’m yours and you’re mine,”
Without letting those unspoken words actually tumble past your lips
Because that would mean falling
And you have a fear of heights.

I am not your medicine.
I am not a miracle.
All I can do is hold your hand
every step of the way.
And be your hope
When you have none.
And be your candle,
When you are engulfed in your darkness.
I cannot cure that loneliness
Plaguing you everyday.
All I have is my presence,
and maybe I can ease your pain.
All I ask is you squeeze my hand
When I become terrified of your demons.
And I want you to understand,
That I also have mine to share.
And together, both of us
Can creep and survive
the jungles that we weaved
Straight from our minds.
And perhaps we will be victorious
Or perhaps it will take time.
But in this tunnel that you call life
I will be your flicker of light.