The surfacing emotions
are so dark and dreary,
hopeless and bleak.
His just being alive,
just being there
on the other side
of the screen
takes the edge off.
It allows me a little time
to relax,
to feel light,
to smile-
truly smile.
He doesn't know it,
but he's been
my life boat.
When I jumped
in to the water
to save him
he in turn saved me.
Or maybe
that's the lack
of oxygen flowing to my brain
talking.
Maybe we're both
going under,
sinking, drowning.
But, hey,
at least we're together-
not slowly dying alone.
-MS
