You keep my heart from dying.
Loneliness eats away at me like a parasitic disease.
At its strongest I feel my very heart start to die within me.
Suffocating, squeezing, consuming…
Yet in the worst of moments I feel you, hear you, see you.
Your touch on my skin reminding me there is still warmth in the icy tundra of the world.
The words that escape your lips press so deeply into me, like the gentle reassuring pressure of a hand in the small of my back.
I don’t think you realize how you keep me from losing all sanity.
Every interaction, every moment you recognize me as a human being, as more than a mere face in the crowd, you save another part of my heart.
I withstand the abyss because of the love you offer and reinforce me with.