“Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.” (Pablo Neruda)

Here is where you teach me everything I need to know. Here I call out your name and all that returns is my own frail and lonely voice. Here I am singing out in joy because you have been brought back to me. Here I see you lying in your prison of a shell, not knowing what is going to happen next. Here I lie next to you crying, longing for you to get better and walk again. Here I wonder what is happening to my best friend. Here is where my whole world has been brought to it’s knees because I hear the words “I’m dying” come from your warmth drawn from your lips. Here I see my hero in pain, in sadness, with a look of hopelessness. Here is where I realize you will be better off watching over me from the stars, even though you will be terribly missed. Here is where I realize all of the things that I have taken for granted. Here is when I am overwhelmed in guilt, sadness, pain, and fear. But the one I run to is almost gone. Here is where I can only say I love you and nothing more.