words for the wind

XVII

in your darkest moments

what makes you stay?

what is it that keeps your heart beating and your lungs breathing?

what is it that makes you stand all the lonely moments?

the quiet times when all else fades away and you're left alone with your torturous mind.

please don't mistake my question though, because I don't want to know what torments your thoughts.

I don't want to know the agonizing thoughts that plague you.

I just want to know what sustains you in the desperate moments when you feel the terrifying emptiness take over.

what makes you fight it?

I've thought about it a lot.

it could be the simple things

the small moments that I know you love.

like driving on empty roads at 2 am with blaring music,

the sounds of rustling leaves and branches when the wind blows,

or maybe sitting by an open window and listening to the rain.

but I would like to think that it's me.

I would like to think that maybe during your darkest moments, you think of my relentless love for you.

but it's a selfish and dangerous thought to think I can save you from yourself.