How many hearts do I have to break before I feel complete?

rolling,
giggling,
laughing
'til
it
hurts
.
Pet
soft
hair,
stroke
soft
cheek,
kiss
chapped
lips
.­
White
fluffy
sighs
.
Navy
deep
cuddles
.
These
things
I
only
wan­t
with
you
.
<3

Colour Blind

I don't see the colour of your skin.

I see
the colour of your heart.

Is it dark and putrid or
is it the color of a soft and lilting tune?
Is it filled with warm tones,
or cold?
Hues of ice and snow,
or gold?

Do you give or take?
Do you love or hate?

I don't see race or faith,
I just see you-
your energy, your words, your actions.

I see you; I just simply
see you.

Don't touch, feel.
Don't hope, trust.
Don't frown, smile.
Don't plan, do.
Don't think, wonder.
Don't dream, achieve.

Depression isn't sadness.
Many think the two correlate but sadness is a mood where as depression is as much physical as mental.
Sadness can change easily as the wind can change direction.
Depression is being trapped in the wind, no obvious path to escape.
Depression is an island of thoughts and feelings where nothing makes sense.
Depression is being under a relentless cloud which rains only upon you, it's a barrier between you and the outside world.
It cannot be fixed easily, a broken bone is obvious and physical where as a broken brain is not so much.
The most important part of the body can be damaged and hindered so easily.
2 choices.
The hard one or the easy one.
Which path you take defines you.

You were soft before,
Like morning rain or
Late Sunday afternoons
Or lovers finally making amends with messy hearts in unmade beds.
You were soft before.