Why is every word he speaks a life line?

I need to hear his voice

see his words.


I need to feel his presence

know that he is coming home

know that I can look into his brown eyes

hold his rough hands.


It was never like this before,

it was nice to talk

not a desperate need.


It was a privilege to be next to him

not something I couldn’t handle not having


I love him

he is a beautiful person

and he is the only one close enough to save me


He is the only one who sees the path I’m going down

but i don’t think he understands it

he is my only chance at salvation

he has become my life.


This scares him though,

but it scares me even more







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