I don't know any more
I think
I need
some time
to breathe.
*Ahh*
I don't know how to feel.
If I knew
how she felt
I would know
how not to make her feel
worse.
But right now,
every step I take
seems like one wrong step
deeper
into the depths
of the densest dark,
a dark that I wish
I could reach into
and pull her out of.
Because she has no place there,
not meant for the shadows
of her own self-doubt
She should be here,
under starlight, moonlight, sunlight,
anylight,
in my arms,
knowing herself inside out
just as I would.
But
I guess
she can be
anywhere
she wants to,
and I,
I can only hope
that she knows
I'm here.
That she knows
I won't b