How can something be so perfect and so big and so amazing
so painful and so lonely and so frustrating
so wonderful and so needed and so everything
so hurtful and so misunderstood and so heartbreaking
How can something seem so permanent and so forever
be yanked away and leave a hole the size of Texas
leave an imprint on top of the emptiness
that lets you
the love really can't go anywhere?
Joy. Pain. Breath. Angst. Depth. More. Questions. Confusion. Precious Everything.