Darling
Not everyone falls in love the same way,
nor do they fall in love at the same time.
But this is about that one fateful day
when something was stolen, though not a crime;
my heart, of course, but not by the book. It
was after night terrors and suicide
visions danced through my head, sent in a fit
of depression, that I helped to unhide.
He shared with me his secrets and shook my
whole world. Opening my eyes to new thoughts
that I could not fathom, I had to cry
as he shared his story. Stomach in knots,
he told me he loved me and then I knew,
but I was not prepared for his adieu.