You.
Make me miserable, without you.
The worst intense most miserable feeling fell crashing over me when I thought I'd lose you.
I cried for hours.
It's not your fault.
And now. After time.
Somehow the air has changed it feels much crisper.
Much more pleasant than any air I've ever breathed before.
And I realize.
It's you.
You are the reason my air is cleaner.
Much cooler.
Not literally that would be sillier.
But it's metaphorically a relief to know that you are always going to be here.
I promise I won't mess it up I'll give it time. Lots and lots of time.
I'll pray for you, to the stars above.
Please always keep watch over my only love.
