Ignore the title.
I have no idea what to post.
I woke up today, like the undead.
Had my bath, had lunch, came home, took a nap, had my bath, went to work, had supper with friends, and came home.
In between were thoughts of you smiling.
In between were thoughts of you crying.
In between were thoughts of you being in pain.
In between, I had crippled my heart and yours.
But when you're down, I'll still have to carry you on my back.
Even if you don't want it, but it satisfies my needs.