"I was never insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched." - Edgar Allan Poe

When I read this and think how sane I have felt in these recent months, its almost displeasing to realize my heart has been untouched for so long.

I went mad when my heart felt you leave its side,
when the comfort of your touch was no where in sight.
Now that I am on the other side,
how I sit so often and miss the way love had opened my eyes.