It is one of those incoherently sad days where, I am so sad I can't bring myself even to find a word more appropriate than sad to describe it.
If you can't overcome your personal hurdles I will go through them with you, hand in hand. I won't harbour the same demons too, but I will be right by your side fighting them along with you.
My thoughts weave themselves into chains of water, angry tides crashing against the confined spaces of my skull, moaning for me to feel it. Darling, I do. You can spend weeks, months, and years, carefully and diligently placing the bricks, one on top of the other, making your wall.
But I will not flood. I will not flood.
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