Tuesday, January 01, 2013
01/ 01/ 2013
You are the one person I'd allow into an inglorious moment. Keep the key to the window from where I am naked and stripped of all pride and strength. Keep it safe. Some day, I'd need you to climb in and wrap me, not in passion or love, but in acceptance. I'd expose all my wounds and ask, not for medicine, but a relieving touch. Give me that. Like today. Be who you were today. Be that pillar, that illogical pillar that stands right there no matter how rough-edged the leaning object is. Tell me I need not fear, because you are there, no matter what. Give me that no-matter-what. Always. I'd need that.