It came to me like snails come to gardens: ready to consume.
The anxiety, pain and burden made me want to puke.
Containing myself, I gathered my surroundings.
If I were anywhere else, this would be daunting. But my love has my side, so all I must do is ask. For I shall receive, that is his task.
Though every now and then I wonder if it’s true,
That the man beside me is deeply blue.
Because h...