Write with me..
what we have left is words through space,
a thin line connecting us through a thousand miles.
What does it matter?
You know I am already here,
Your tragedy and biggest hope.
Don't resist this process we both need.
You can deny it, say it's childish, unhealthy,
but it only comes back stronger..
Don't be afraid to be an attention seeking little child with me.
Love you..