It breaks my heart to see the people I love go through this.
The agony.
The sleepless nights.
The undying want to be loved the way you need.
It’s unjust.
Unfair.
But Unreasonable.
We see these images that should make the pieces fit in such a pristine way.
But really it’s nothing.
Nothing we expected.
No perfection. And our kind of love is unquestionable. But maybe it will sweep in without a warning.
The way my loved ones and I imagined. The way we as beings need it in our society, in this humanity.
But we’ll keep waiting.
For the pain and love to stop mixing into our Platelets.
For the kind of love we really need.
But I’ll keep waiting.
Not for me.
But for those who I give love.
And those who are hurt.
Because Pain and love swirl together in a sort of mesh that just happens.
But it will end.
The pain.
Finally.
And all it will be,
Is what we truly need.