Pastels

26. water.

the rain
the birds
i hear crickets
and the dripping of the diffuser
that's placed beside my bed.

my television is on its lowest brightness setting
only at volume 2
for a little white noise
while i fall asleep
it makes me feel better

water still scares me
and i think that's why i was afraid of you
afraid to see you, to touch you
i was scared
i'm at peace with that now.

i will move and change and try
to accept the gifts that the water gives me but
there is no end.
there is never an end.
we are a cycle.

i must learn
to coincide with peace and pain
and i'm missing you less,,

i'm missing you less.

i'm missing you less.