This is a new feeling for me,
the feeling of warm open arms,
of a hug I need that somehow keeps me from falling apart.
I don’t get it….
how your presence does just enough to keep me sane,
or how when you smile it reminds me what it feel like to be alive…
I don’t get it….
I don’t get how you laying next to me,
not saying a word,
can heal me more than a thousand words can…
or how the stuffed animal you gave me,
makes the tears hurt a little less….
I don’t get it…
How somehow you give me the strength to look forward,
and stand on my own,
through the simplest things as a look.
I don’t get it…..
I don’t get how I feel the depression hitting me,
but when I am with you I am not depressed….
