2004-10-20 - 4:43 p.m.
I want to say:
"It's ok for you to love me.
I don't want to leave you
or hurt you
or make you sad.
Betray your trust
or your heart.
I want to know you.
Feel you.
Understand you.
Relate to you.
Heal you.
Comfort you.
Nurture you.
I want to hold you.
Inspire you.
I want to see you
in your rawest form,
naked and vulnerable.
I want to show you me
the same.
See myself
in your eyes.
Hear my name
on your tongue.
Sing my songs
over your music.
I want to see
you at your most secure,
self-assured,
proud,
even downright egotistical.
Watch you dismantle
and recreate yourself.
I want to be there
to see you,
when you finally
see yourself."
But instead I say:
"I don't know,
what do you think?"
