Leave behind your sanity, and walk with me.

We cling to each other, like the rope that could so easily slip, and hang either one of us. Our days are filled with strife, and happiness, entwined over each other like hardened roots of a century old oak. I find my one glowing light behind her radiant eyes. Even in her sadness, she is still my reason for getting up, and going on everyday. In my fears I wrap myself in her like the comfort blanket of a child. In my moments of excellence I find myself seeking only her approval. We yearn for the days of lazy, and listless happiness. Those days where you can lose hours with just a touch, or a kiss. My heart pains with her stress. Her heart pains with my silence. Slowly we discuss our truths, in hopes of putting an ease on each others hearts, and minds. Each day that comes to us lacks in a label of better or worse. As the cash grows shorter, our love grows deeper. Just knowing that love is true, and not based on what one can give, or be given. This is the true thought of ease in my mind. Her love for me, as balanced, and true as my love for her. The simple things that life can give you is our only focus for this dark day. The beauty found in a cloud shaped as a fuzzy bunny, The sun light that streams onto the carpet, and reflects the odd colors of the glass candles that serve as burnt memories of the passions from nights before.

  What do I see when I look behind your eyes? I see myself. My faults that you brush off as easy as the first falling snowflakes on your shoulders. I see the fear of what is to happen if our souls were somehow split. I see every laugh that has ever come from my lips, every touch that lingers in your mind, of my wandering finger tips. I hold you like a pirates treasure, I would give my life to defend. My best friend, My true love, My other half. Our lives are only at the start. We shall make it through this gray, and dreary time. We  will come out on the other side bathed in bright, and vibrant colors. Our heads will be held high, and our hearts full of riches that only kings and Queens could imagine. This too shall pass, and we will be the better for it. Hold on to all that we posses. The ride is nowhere near over. We are one.