Her.
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I wish she would hold me, tight and warm, like sheās scared to let go, that she would run her fingers through my hair, slow and careful, whispering that Iām safe now, that she would kiss my forehead, then my cheeks, then my lips, and say, āYou donāt have to be strong for me,ā that sheād wrap her arms around me and press our hearts together until mine slows down, that sheād pull the blanket over both of us and hum something soft, something only meant for me, while her hands trace every place Iāve ever felt unloved, like she knows exactly where it hurts and exactly how to heal it. I wish she would curl up beside me, her leg tangled with mine, her hand flat over my chest like sheās anchoring me to this world, that sheād whisper, āI know youāre tired,ā and kiss my temple like itās sacred, like Iām sacred, that sheād hold me through the silence and sadness, through the parts I donāt know how to explain, and remind me, over and over, āYouāre not too much. Youāre never too much.ā I wish she would stay, even when Iām distant, even when I go quiet, even when I push her away because Iām scared sheāll leave, that sheād love me out loud, completely, unconditionally, even when I canāt love myself.
Please. If youāre reading this, And you know its targeted to you. I love you.
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Please know Im making my own acc and this post will be deleted and I will post it on my acc.
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ok, wasnāt deleted, but will be posted on here again .