I aways say that I don't want you to fix me.
I don't need you to make me happy.
There's no need to pick my bones back together and
Sweep what's left of the my self esteem
I don't need you to lift the weight of gravity
To a bearable level
To a breathable level
To a level of density that allows me to stand on my two feet.
Alas
I always did.
I always do.
Come over unannounced and do nothing but help me do the dishes.
Tell me about the time you couldn't stop staring at the astronomy of my freckles,
freckles that are only showing in the sunshine
You are sunshine
Like a daffodil
I need you to grow
Please
Fix me
Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 11:15 PM UTC
I aways say that I don't want you to fix me.
I don't need you to make me happy.
There's no need to pick my bones back together and
Sweep what's left of the my self esteem
I don't need you to lift the weight of gravity
To a bearable level
To a breathable level
To a level of density that allows me to stand on my two feet.
Alas
I always did.
I always do.
Come over unannounced and do nothing but help me do the dishes.
Tell me about the time you couldn't stop staring at the astronomy of my freckles,
freckles that are only showing in the sunshine
You are sunshine
Like a daffodil
I need you to grow
Please
Fix me
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