I wondered if I told her that I loved her would it save her life today
Amidst the face of her depression...
Did you know,  I've thought about texting you every moment that passed
I wanted to make this word her breathe of life
I wanted her touch
I wanted to make this vessel a reason to love again
Leaving everything and nothing
Love is about losing
Fainting
Faith and being weary
Dying, Hurting, Starving
the filling and emptying of Body and spirit
Like liquid is to air
Longing and yearning
I remember what your eyes do
I hear the pain
And feel the pleasure in a, solitary glance
This frequent change of tide
Hosting beauty and misery....