this is all making me look at the bigger picture.
the picture that I want you here.
the picture that I can't accept.
all fuzzy, not clear.
I want it back the way it was.
where you didn't seem to constant.
it may have seemed that way.
but things aren't always like how they appear.
I want the days back, where you would roam.
now you are lost.
with no where to go,
come back home.
your body is your home.
always come back home.
never leave home.
we need you in this home.
-from me to him.
use your mind, it's a powerful tool.
and get well soon, all my love.
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