What once was love, is now pain.

What once was laughter, is now tears.

What once was adoration, is now spite.

What once was us, is now torn apart.

Your hand on my cheek was a loving caress, until it was a sharp pain.

Your secrets were loving surprises, until they were lies.

Your compliments for me turned into manipulation to staying with you.

Your love turned sour, and I turned cold.

We were once ...

His Instagram feed is black and white; all the photos edited to reflect an abyss of feelings, waiting to be let out, but bottled up for the sake of society.

He is sad.

Until, a splash of pink. Perhaps an editing choice, to leave the beautiful sunset in color, behind his black and white body.

Until, a splash of blue. Perhaps an editing choice, to let the ocean flow freely behind his black and w...

You breathe me oxygen, carrying my asthma-filled lungs in your delicate hands, pushing me strength to breathe life into my efforts.

You heal my wounds, cascading protection over my soul, allowing my focus to be on my future.

You make my heart beat, matching my pulse to the one I feel laying on your chest, easing my worries and filling my love.

Without you, I can still breathe, heal, and love; w...