“Sometimes all I want is for you to hold me.
Let me feel your strength.
Let me smell you, feel your arms
around me and know you’re real.”
Most of the time I want to tell you that.
But most of the time, I’m frozen in silence. And it’s only in those moments when I think you won’t really look at me, and see how much I’m feeling — how much I’m hurting — that I’ll say something.
Perhaps I’ll mention that I wouldn’t survive without you, because that’s true. Our maybe I’ll apologize for the hundredth time that day for being messed up and that I wished it could be better for you.
Because you don’t deserve it.
© Sarah Doughty
You shouldn’t have to be my savior.