when news that you get isn't something that sings of peachy breezes and perfumed love you freeze in horror and let the cold wash over you
i touched the surface of stilled water but you refused to stir even though the ripples marred your face and cut straight through your gaze
i cried for you a wail inside my heart growing strong like the wind howling in a winter storm
but the snow piled atop of you and weighed you down with a misery that shouldn't have been yours
helplessness like solid lead along with trembling fingers fluttering like fragile hummingbirds when i realise that you, a pillar of support, have become as vulnerable as them
not just for your sake but for everyone else please
be ok
today, someone I've known for a long time was diagnosed with leukaemia.