he was a lot of things

he was distant and

he didn’t like to solve problems and

he drank a lot and

he held his anger closer

than he ever held me


he was strong

so strong and

he spoke his mind

when he drank and

he never held me tighter

than when i told him goodbye

-breanna morgan

he loved her.

she wasn’t the breath in his lungs.

he wouldn’t die without her.

but he loved her.

she wasn’t his every thought,

but she was some of them.

which must surely count

for something.

he didn’t adore her

he didn’t crave her

but he loved her just fine.

-breanna morgan