Depression.

I love you in the same way my depression floods my brain.

It’s constant, 

Longing.

A need for peace. 

The same way some days are cloudy,

You are the sun, parting my clouds and bringing light to my pale forest. 

The same way no matter how hard I try, Sometimes I am defeated,

Is the same way no matter how much I try to not, 

I always miss you. 

You are always there,

In a perfect harmony. 

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