prompt: I'm very much in love with my depressed girlfriendMature

Did you know that some of the brightest stars in our sky
have already gone out?  The darkness has swallowed them,
but still, we see their shine.  I think about this a lot, every time
you offer me that sad smile and I know you’re trying so hard
to disguise the mess inside of your mind.  I will wash the dishes,
I will make the bed, I will hold you tightly, I will keep you fed.
These hands can mend the damage, these hands can guide you home.
I can be anything you need, just let yourself lean on me.

The End

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