Dear you
When we first met you were just you.
You were kind to me
Never too close
But I’ve never been one to have friends.
It wasn’t until later I found out
That you
Had self worth issues.
You were a little glum
But I enjoyed it
Because of your honesty.
When we were first friends you had some insecurity
You were a little down
But who isn’t?
It’s normal to be a little depressed anymore.
It wasn’t until I knew I loved you I found out
That you
Were actually clinically depressed.
You were depressed
But I still cared for you
Because we were us.
When we finally found who we were
To each other
And to ourselves
You were hurting and needed help
But I was always there
And I could deal.
It wasn’t until you checked into the hospital
That I knew
Just how much you were hurting.
And how much this was hurting me.
And so we are stuck
You are afraid to hurt me
I’m afraid to hurt you
Eggshells
Broken glass
Laying on the floor
Tiptoes
Why can’t we just be honest with each other
And skip the hesitation?