Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Ill be

Ill be the towel that
wipes away your sweat from the long training.

Ill be the dishwasher that
drys your tears goodbye when you dont know what to do.

Ill be the bandage that
covers you from head to toe when you got a scar full of exhaustion.

Ill be the friend,
your only friend, that
would be there when you need a shoulder to lean in.

Ill be the person,
the only person, that
will ever see you cry yourself to bed,
whimpering names and sounds that smothers like a fly.

Ill be your net that
catches all the fly's carrying sadness, depression and lust.

Ill be your hotdog bun that
fits perfectly with the meat so that when you fall
I will be there to hug you away from harm.

Ill be the other half that
you are searching for.

Ill be the stars in your eyes that
shine when you see the darkness.

I will be the wet air
to hear you safe and sound,
in the room of only me and you

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