I wish I could defy logic
to tell you I understand and I know
the extent of the pain that sits in your chest
in the back of your mind
when you do things to forget
I wish I could go back and hug you
tight and loving because I know
but I wish I could tell you
that you'd smile again
genuine and pure
and you're going to feel more like yourself
than what you have in a long time
I want to have been that voice in
the back of your head to tell you
carry on
but maybe I was because you're
still here
because you laughed at the dog the other day
and the small things bring you joy
like the purples and oranges of sunsets
and the smell of coffee while rays shine onto skin that you can show again
baths aren't filled with tears but rather
steam and bubbles and warmth
you laugh at the small things that you'd normally overlook
you smile when it rains and you can finally breathe again
after so long you can breathe again