with an everlasting love {poem}
Sometimes there is pain layered into love but that does not make it any less true.
Sometimes there is pain layered into love but that does not make it any less true.
cw: poetic imagery of drowning, ideation, hopelessness
I know my name
we hold hands in the dark deep earth
please enjoy a poem for which I have no handy excerpt but this.
everything that we are will always go on. nothing that we are will ever truly disappear, until the universe itself is no more than someone else's memory.