if you think
for just one second,
that the soul you hold in your precious body
isn't cared for by at least one being on this Earth,

then you don't know this Earth,
with Her twists and turns,
Her forests, and streams, and winding roads
And creatures numerously flooding her Blessed Planet.

for the possibilities are nearly infinite
and even as a realist
or at worst, a pessimist
you have to admit that

the probability of
millions of Human Beings on this Earth
not caring about at least one soul--
YOUR soul
is the true impossibility.

so please consider this:
in all the minutes and seconds you have to live,
wouldn't you rather spend them
smiling upon the moments you feel cared for
than frowning upon the ones you feel not?

i remember
the lost nights
the starry skies
beckoning for our call

i remember
the stupid puns
the illegal driving
that caused your anxiety to
C R A S H-
     right
        into
me.

but how could i forget?
when your anxiety ran rampant
a collision of devestation
unparalleled by delight.

how could i forget?
watching a beautiful soul
crush himself under my weight

how could i forget?
the collapse of anything sacred-
the burdens you put on me
the burdens I put on you.

no... I remember.

i remember you
unbecoming you-

and me
becoming me.