You Are My Comeback

If I am alone, my mind will race.
Race with countless thoughts of thing to come.
Sometimes, I rule these thoughts out and label them as dumb.
But as I lay in the dead of night,
These so-called foolish thoughts will creep up and fight.
I close my weary eyes and try to contain them,
But try as I might, these oh so stupid thoughts fortify up walls
To tear down my spirit.
There is one thing that saves me from my toil.
I roll over and reach.
I grab what I need.
I click on the screen as a tear rolls down my cheek.
I send a message, delivered with a simple ‘pop’.
The message has been read.
I regret the message, pouring out my heart in agony.
I close my eyes once again,
Praying to God that I haven’t just lost a friend.
I cannot tell if it is my anxiety or me, probably the first.
A quick ‘click’ brings my eyes open in a flash.
I scan the screen and cry.
My problem seems to fade, and I begin to feel tired.
I reply as I yawn, and I end up falling into rest, feeling comforted.
You see, without a person like you, nights would be harder.
Mornings would suck.
Afternoons would be filled with empty wishes and dreadful thoughts
But it’s not.
Because you, are my comeback.

Gorgeous!!