HUG ME

 

It’s been another long day of forced smiles,

forced pleasantries and attempts to cover up the fact that

I am breaking inside.

I know that I can’t use duct tape to seal cracks in concrete but I try anyway.

I want to take in a deep breath, 

release it and know that as I do, all my worries disappear

never to return.

But it’s never that simple.

Don’t look at me like you’d like nothing better than for me not to be in pain at this moment.

I don’t want your pity and I’m not looking for your sympathy.

I’m never at ease anymore.

It’s always thoughts about the past or future that keep me up at night chewing on my fingernails 

and fraying the edges of my sanity.

Don’t look at me like you think I’m losing the plot.

I might be, but you’re not allowed to think that.

I want just one thing from you.

Hug me. 

Let me melt in your embrace while you tell me all that I haven’t let you say to me.

Tell me that I’m amazing and strong and beautiful,

And that you’re always there to catch me, 

to listen,

and to bring me back to reality.

And when we break apart, look into my eyes and listen for my answer in their depths,

Hear the thanks that I cannot say out loud,

for bringing me back to reality, and for letting me know that

I’m not alone when I have you.

By: Anase 

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