I remember falling completely and utterly love in you after a single poem ( which I still know by hard) maybe it was because of how you understood what I was going through. You made me beautiful as you destroyed my illness I remember hearing your voice while I cried and seeing through your eyes my own world, my lost interest in life. I remember you. I know you didn’t die even when you tried but I know that they are only bones alive, no one is coming home tonight.
please if you are struggling with intrusive thoughts seek help