Hand in Hand
A poem about codependency
Love, infatuation, attraction
White knuckles grip on so hard, so desperately
begging them not to leave
"Love me,
save me,
fix me!"
they plead
and they fall on their knees
"Please, I need you"
Words have never gifted a bigger burden
So many broken hearts yearn for another to make them whole
"My prince is going to save me!"
"My girl will brighten my world!"
Then when
Love doesn't want to raise you
Love doesn't want to listen and not be heard
Love doesn't want to be your punching bag
Love doesn't want to spend their free time fixing your problems
Love doesn't want to be your crutch
Love doesn't want you to die if they leave
Love doesn't want to give give give
and never receive
You think love is a lie
Love wants to hold you when you cry,
even if it takes all night
But love isn't perfect
Love cries too
Love needs someone to hold them.
You were given a hand that fits perfectly in another
but you were given two hands so that when no-one else can fill the gaps
You can hold your own.
No-one wants to be used.
You won't let go of the knife until you decided to
Be someone's treasure
not their charity project
How can you expect someone to love you if you don't love yourself?
How can you expect them to want to help change what they love?
How can you expect them to be around constant emotional instability?
Some will
Most won't.
Don't run around grabbing for relationships like candy
Work on yourself because love
comes when you least expect it.
Don't need it
treasure it
You shouldn't make life about love
Love should be the cherry on top
Love is fragile
It will crumble at the base
because life is too much weight
If love is true,
take a step back
because love can't handle the weight of your life on their shoulders.
Love will stay.
Love will go.
And if love lets go of your hand
you need to be able to hold it yourself.
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