I knew you wouldn't leave,
and secretly I didn't want you to.
Can an emotion be a best friend?
Can a tear keep you warm?
The wind outside my window sighs,
and I take in that grasp of air I needed.
Realization settles in:
memories rewind themselves:
feelings twist and turn:
heart beats become uneasy.
I have forgotten what it was like
to have to remind myself to breath,
to keep my heart beating,
but I also forgot what it was like to be anesthetized.
I have found that feeling again.
Created: Jan 17, 2011kaylaxane Document Media