a child's first breath,
a tear from an old man, mourning his wife.
empathy.
it's present when i kiss you goodbye,
the final squeeze in a hug,
the extra bit, you put into supper.
and everything you do for me

When i yearn
you're the one who stops my pain
when i hate
youre' the one who makes me love

i'm sorry, this poem can't be submitted cuz i'm too drunk.
but i look forward to seein you guy's poems!

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