Risking It All

“From that moment I held you,
I knew I’d risk everything to make you
happy and whole again.”

I could never quite figure you out. But I suppose that was part of your allure. You were a mystery I couldn’t help but solve. I wondered why you’d erected those walls around you, like you needed to protect yourself — and all I wanted to do was hold you tight and promise I’d be your shield forevermore. I couldn’t help but notice the broken look you tried to hide behind your eyes, and it only made me want to put you back together again. Because, my love, nothing you have ever done or could ever do would change the way I feel about you. From that moment, I knew I’d risk everything to make you happy and whole again.

© Sarah Doughty

Like you deserved to be,
every moment
for the rest
of your life.

3 thoughts on “Risking It All”

  1. This resonates with me at a very intimate level. The only noise here is the fsct that nobody is is responsible for making anybody else whole or happy. That is a basic recipe for disaster. The risk is too much. The risk is loosing me, and I’ve done that enough. I am not compromising myself anymore.


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