soul guts.

My love. You left me in a Walmart parking lot at 3 am. You threatened me as you left, scaring me with the idea of inflicting pain unto me and my belongings. I hear your hurt, I feel your pain. My body breathes for you in those times, as if you no longer encompass your body and brain. I couldn't see your eyes, the color gone. It breaks me in ways you refuse to believe. I believe you, my love I do. I wish you peace today in all you do, and joy in your moments of discomfort. I say a prayer and send you love as I write this , hoping you will meet me again.

With love,