1/1 The beginning of the end

You looked so huge to me that night

Standing taller on my deck in the wake of my grief

Even your silhouette seemed lighter

I felt color in your shadow

I wish I could be up there with you

Lifted by dopamine and norepinephrine 

Both of our worlds, soothed with balm

Our words ripe with hope

I've got some swimming to do

First, the brine

Then, the cure