Tell Me

The air is cooler than usual,

sweeping my hair off my face.

I hasten with the world –

runners beside me; cars feet away.

I close my eyes and imagine –

a night more beautiful than this;

your smile, more sweetly than the one this morning;

your face, more serene than when you sleep.

I imagine – vividly, then clearly.

.

But you have to tell me.

Tell me how much it hurts –

and I will take your pain away.

Hold me – the way you always do,

and take a breath so deep until you forget.

You just have to give it to me –

and I will carry it

so you wouldn’t have to.

.

But you have to show me.

Show me how much it hurts –

and I will understand why you laugh,

I will understand why you turn away,

why you deny me your world.

Face me – the way you used to

and fold your mask.

You just have to make me see –

and I will wipe your tears off your face.

I will cry

so you wouldn’t have to.

.

But you have to make me believe.

Make me believe that you need someone –

and I will walk with you a thousand miles;

and I will stay behind you, if you need your pride;

and I will walk ahead of you, if you need to hide.

Call me – the way you used to

and I will be right there,

on the other end of the line.

You just have to tell me everything.

I’m waiting.

For I may not be in love with you now,

but I know I love you…

enough to give you happiness,

even when you are not mine.

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KZ Riman / March 05, 2014 / 09:45PM

“I’m right behind you.”

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