My worst habit is I get so tired of winter  
 I become a torture to those I’m with.  
   
 If you’re not here, nothing grows.  
 I lack clarity. My words  
 tangle and knot up.  
   
 How to cure bad water? Send it back to the river.  
 How to cure bad habits? Send me back to you.  
   
 When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools,  
 dig a way out through the bottom  
 to the ocean. There is a secret medicine  
 given only to those who hurt so hard  
 they can’t hope.  
   
 The hopers would feel slighted if they knew.  
   
 Look as long as you can at the friend you love,  
 no matter whether that friend is moving away from you  
 or coming back to you.  
   
 Rumi  
   
 Are you ready foe me to tell you a story?  
 XOXOXO  
 Chanel LaBelle