The dull ache inside that never truly leaves.
The pain rushing through my veins.
The loneliness, the anxiety pulsing in my temple.
The little voice in my head urging me to do something irrational.
The pull of temptation:
just barely being resisted by that familiar voice of reason.
The voice that sounds like you.
It carries your words.
It solidifies. . .takes your shape.
Easing the pain, leading me from the darkness.
Before, I was drowning, drowning in despair.
I am drowning once more, but now it is in the depths of your blue eyes
You are my release.
I can breathe once again.
And it is because of you.
You don't ask, you don't have to say a thing.
But you hold me to you.
You push back the ache, and the cold, and the darkness.
You understand.
With you,
I'm never
Alone.