The One Where I'm Overwhelmed.

Dear Lover,

This morning the sun cast a shadow.
Of a lamppost against the brick wall of a building.

And I thought.
Well isn't that just it.
Isn't that just how I'm feeling.
An absolutely perfect and exhausting representation.

Because right now.
Today.
I feel that lamppost shadow is the only thing I have to lean on.
Knowing, full and well, that if I do.
It won't support me.
And I'll only fall.

Love,
Me.