everything comes back. everything. the weight, the breathlessness, the pain and the beauty. everything looks, sounds, smells and feels different. everything becomes grand and vast, the sounds seem far away. the will to let the sadness back in. the wish to suffer. the wish to cry. lonely, depressed, broken. Welcome back. Welcome home.
the relief, the fresh air, the sunshine ,the beauty and the tears. she told me she would take me into her arms, push my head against her chest. she promised me she wouldn't forget me, and that she would be there when i return. well now i am back. i can feel her presence, i can smell her. it’s like something is gently caressing my heart. it must be her. i breathe in the air. the wish to suffer. the wish to cry. lonely, depressed, broken. Welcome back. Welcome home.
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