Because when you're posed, you know someone's watching. You put on your very best smile. You let your sweetest personality shine.

We both laugh. And it feels good. A release. Like laughing at a funeral. Maybe inappropriate, but definitely needed.

I needed a break... from myself.

That’s what i love about poetry. The more abstract, the better. The stuff were your not sure what the poets talking about. You may have an idea, but you cant be sure. Not a hundred percent. Each word, specifically chosen, could have a million different meanings. Is it a stand-in ―a symbol for another idea? Does it fit into a larger, more hidden, metaphor? ...I hated poetry until someone showed me how to appreciate it. He told me to see poetry as a puzzle. Its up to the reader to decipher the code, or the words, based on everything they know about life and emotions.

and i walked for hours the mist growing thick and whole the thought of disappaering like that, so simply, made me so happy

When you try rescuing someone and discover they can't be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?

A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.