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Known you five years Loved you four years Loved you when I shouldn't have Tried to stop loving you Even when my heart would not Ups and downs along the way Pulling me toward the day A day not in my reach A day I did not dare for Loving you got me high Loving you made me low Six months ago You asked and I said yes To be your wife One month ago Our commitment made real I am yours You are mine Forever and always Until we draw the final breath You are my wife

Being sad is normal. Depression is not. Depression is more common than people think. Others do not understand what it feels like for the blade to be across your skin. They do not know that black hole in your soul that eats at you. The only way out of the black hole you see is red. When people say "I know how you feel" you sink deeper. Trying to bring you out only makes you dig deeper sometimes. You feel worthless and a burden. Depression eats at your soul until you give in. You never know when depression will hit or what will trigger it. Even though you can't see it the only way out is not red color but flesh color. Color of the people who tr

Dark is the night sky, silver pools reflecting, rinsing downy softness, the twinkling light dries it, snuggled warmly in its caresses. Beauteous is the moon, The stars twinkle approval. A comet sears the curtain, streaming its blazing fronds. Fiery in the darkness, Restless and bold, striking static arches, frantic lightning surges at each tender kiss.