Depression kicks in When you are kissing your lover's lips On a rainy day. When he holds you close and makes you laugh, When his fingers wrap around yours, tightly When his body is on top of yours And it starts to suffocate your entire being Like a boulder on top of your chest , and you are Drowning through your tears as if you were sinking into the ocean Still grabbing every ounce of life, both out of yours and his Because your bones can't make a boat But you know his arms will make a life jacket That will keep you floating no matter what. Depression happens when he loves you most Or at all.
