whole and full.

thus it is perpetuated.

you got your yearly fix, and i was sad to hear your cries.

but i was happy to catch your tears and collect them in a bowl to dump with the rain.

washed away.

we seldom are alone, but it is in those moments before we truly awake that we are us.

but when someone else can see those threads of true stretched across our expressionless faces, we find friendship.

whole.

a little empty, but whole. covered.

we will climb these days like endless stairs, but when we reach the top, we will be whole and full.

whole and full.