As long as we're together, love's not lost on me. The space between your eyelids has that light that I need. It reminds me I'm living. It pulls my darkness together. It puts my weight in your arms with a gravity of truth. I am as you've known me. I'm constantly spinning. And any semblance of control lies in constant forgiving. You're a storm against the tempest. Your kindness is thundering. You're the reason there's love in me yet.