Me: my heart’s misplaced. I’m lost. Nothing makes sense at all.
Therapist: how can I help?
Me: listen. Just listen. It’s all I need
Therapist: Anything making your life unbearable?
Me: (mind rushes to you. Then I remember how it feels like between us when you are bearable) No! I shake my head to affirm my answer
I fight tears,force them to stay in
How can I tell him the one who brought me here
Is the same one I can’t let go
Therapist: if there were would you change?
Me: (how can I change my soul? It’s mine) so again in denial I answer “I don’t think there’s any”
When it came to Liam, every word seemed to only for my heart and couldn’t flow out.
He was mine, and I needed him to stay mine not shared