Work Text:
Sometimes the world spirals around us
at dizzying speeds,
our head spinning on axis.
Has it already been one month?
Two months?
Time passes, silence stretches.
Lost in the daily grind
of dishes
and laundry
and an endless ever stretching list
and once again I'm here
alone
wondering.
A probing question,
echoing in the silence,
that returns an unexpected response.
You are enough.
You are wanted, loved,
a part of this place.
And we breathe.
The silence, no longer lonely.
The knowledge that friends are there,
and will be there.
That community,
love,
and acceptance
is just a DM away.
