and there she was
holding his hand
lips on his cheek
not long ago she promised it would be me
…
and she left him
she’s out in the open;
vulnerable again
i reach
but is it right
she leans towards the fractured
she wants comfort
but she’s not ready
and she won’t be for sometime
…
and we get closer
i’m in too deep
she holds my hand but it’s not the same
it isn’t right
but i’m no saint
i’m an addict
i hold tighter
her smell wraps around my heart
it’s time to let go
she isn’t ready
she hasn’t healed
…
and she’s crying
it’s not my fault
i want to comfort her
she needs to be comforted
but not by me
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 6:16 AM UTC
and there she was
holding his hand
lips on his cheek
not long ago she promised it would be me
…
and she left him
she’s out in the open;
vulnerable again
i reach
but is it right
she leans towards the fractured
she wants comfort
but she’s not ready
and she won’t be for sometime
…
and we get closer
i’m in too deep
she holds my hand but it’s not the same
it isn’t right
but i’m no saint
i’m an addict
i hold tighter
her smell wraps around my heart
it’s time to let go
she isn’t ready
she hasn’t healed
…
and she’s crying
it’s not my fault
i want to comfort her
she needs to be comforted
but not by me