Falling

I'm Bazel, like the herb, and I fell in love. I fell in love with a guy who gets me more than I get myself. Ross was the sun that shined on my face and peaked in the sky at noon. He was the clouds to my sky, but not always. He wasn't there when blades danced on my arms like ballerinas, and when depression was a normal thing. So what happens when he finds me at my worst, and makes me my best.