Contrast LoveEvery moment I'm not with him my heart screams out.
Breathing hurts, the back of my throat locks up,
my eyes sting, I scrunch them tight.
My fingers tingle, useless, empty.
I feel sorrow and a loneliness seemingly all consuming, yet short lived.
...because I see him. I hear his voice. He is there.
He holds me and he was never gone.
I am whole and happy. My spirits fly. My smile flows into laughter and warmth.
My eyes glow and soak him in, small bits one at a time.
Details I will store away for later.