Everything is well.
I can feel myself rising,
times mending.

You are with me.
You are spending time,
that you initiated,
and I am happy to spend
even distracted time with you.

I'll go with you to however many parties you wish,
though I'll stand on the edges,
a wallflower to the end,
if it means smiling at you from across a crowded room,
just you.

Everything will be alright.
I know it.