oh my love,

what a mess you are these days

you walk around like a tornado has come in your direction,

and stayed.

for you are like a dried lake,

there is no source of relaxation

there is no relief

there is no hope, no wish of

even the slightest fall of rain

oh my love, earlier today,

i saw you punch the bathroom wall

your fist was bloody and bruised.

no words whatsoever were spoken, i just made you walk to my house

and i cleaned the wound and wrapped up your hand,

with tears streaming down my face

and you asked; oh cherry, why are you crying?

i stood at the door and looked at you.

because you're in pain, and it's killing me, i said.

you gave me a sad little smile and said; me too, cherry. It's killing me too.

you gave me a look and i thought you might hug me, but my love,

you left.

oh my love,

how i wish i could take you away from reality

and take you into a secret world,

like Narnia or Terabithia,

just so we forget our worries,

and i can wrap my arms around you.