Be there, and let the warmth of your hands ease my mind. Let me be the song stuck in your head and the words that echo in your heart. Let me be your light in the dark, and never close the door. I never heard a knock but built it myself.
And when you think of me, I hope your heart bleeds, and a light tear drops down the soft cheek I used to kiss.
Let me be the memories you read when your wrinkly eyes can no longer recognise me.
Be there to comfort my insecurities and encourage me to reach my goals.
Let me be the trust you always looked for and seemed to give away to the wrong people. Let my smoothness heal your brokeness.
As far away as I may go it seems you will always be hidden around some corner. No matter how long those summer nights were, the following morning you were no longer there. You seem to vanish as fast as the speed of this train and wink at me through an opaque barrier.
Let me be the warmth of your toughness and your cuddling partner on rainy days.
Be there to stay as much as I want to leave and hold my hand. Let me attach to those palms of yours and never let them go.
I am still figuring out which parts of my personality are mine and which ones I created to please you. Anyway, they seemed to blend with those of mine and will hardly detach.
Let me be your 3 am call and your good morning kiss.
Let me be the one singing the lyrics back to your heart when you forget the words.
I realised that I wanted you to save me, but you were the one who needed saving from yourself. The opacity of your thoughts and that cold heart of yours always seemed to stir up troubles among myself, and sadly, I will still be looking for you in a crowded place.
It's okay if I'm not the favourite chapter you've written, but I still hope you smile when you flip back to the pages I was a part of.
As close or as far as we may be, let us be.
V.
