his smile is my drug.
those cheerful nods,
those exchanged pleasantries,
those night-time conversations
about essentially nothing but mean everything.
it's those short hits of happiness
that keep me going,
help me push through the pain.
what used to be little more than
schoolchild squabbling,
has morphed into something tangible,
something i can put a name to.
for the first time in a long time
i have something i can put my trust in,
like a golden sun warming me from the inside-out
in this bitter, relentless winter.
"you are my sunshine..."
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