tw mentions of meds, ed's, sadness (note: not a romantic poem, none of these will be)
i know when you're here because you're breath is like snow falling, absorbing the world and making my insides quiet and soft. everyone knows you were there when you've gone.
i know when you leave because i only feel when you're (not) with me. you're the only one i've cried with and not wished i was happy. you're the only one i can cry with because no one else is safe like you.
i want to hurt just so you can hug me and never let go. i hurt but prozac dries my tears up and i miss feeling because you're not by my side. you see my bones and care enough to tell me to stop.
psalm 147:3- he heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. — T.S. Eliot