knowing that you're out there
feeling alone and impotent in the confines
of a life
that lives you
knowing that you're navigating monsters that live inside your head
on your own
makes me want to reach through miles and miles of darkness
because i am contained in the silent ether of your mind
i cannot help in a way
that feels real
i can't give you the comfort of
a knowing look
i can't offer all that i have
i want to
i want to
A special friendship.
I love that you bring out the
sides of me all rolled up into a stimulating ball of hilarious
Words can't capture.
Could this magical, silent, friendship last forever
just as it is now.
Would that be so bad?
No..... not if i look at it through the windows of
we both appear in the same place
shock my mind
and electric connection.
you make me laugh & wonder & long for.
There is so much I don't know.
Your life, a canvas with only smudges of color that
i can see.
Yet I know it is rich in it's fullness.
Your depth and texture
your unique injured purity
speak to me.
I am here. In silent ether.
The secret confines of your mind
cheerios and baseball practice
arguments over bill collectors and paint colors
the drive to a job that fills the days to fill your wallet
hidden behind the furniture