At this point I'm just awaiting the faithful day when all of these walls drop and I can be with you again.
No hiding behind my words, all that would be left is the raw emotion inside me bubbling to the surface.
I've imagined what we will be like when we go back,
When we can see each other for the first time since all of this happened.
I sit in the darkness, trembling and afraid.
Yet I keep holding on knowing what will happen when I finally make it through.
I'll sit through this darkness with my thoughts, with every bone in my body aching and I'll just wait.
Because I love you.
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Depression Is My Kryptonite
PoetryA jumble of extremely depressing poems written by me. And ramblings that feature mood swings every other second. Oh well.
