Through these days

This past week has been a mix of emotions. Depression, anger, sadness, happiness, and fear. All of these emotions are stirred up by you, my love. But the one that tastes the most sweet in the poison you feed me is the feeling of happiness. Washing away each and every emotion of negative polarity is your beautiful face every time I see it. And every time I imagine that smile of yours. I get that feeling in my chest that good things are to come with you. This I pray is true, and work hard for every day. Just stay honest with me, and I will listen to your every word, and soak it up like a sponge, and do my best to remember it. Though my memory is poor, my love for you burns strong, and I want to keep this flame, though very small and hopeless, alive. I hope to one day get a kiss from you again.