I am Not ,What You Think…

I’ am not what you think.

I smile, I make you feel warm –

You are noticed, seen, and made special ,

You are heard, you are given the room to speak –

I have given you the whole stage.

I comfort you and I make you feel safe.

I give you space, the stars, and all the air in between –

You feel gravity-

Pulling you towards me and all the ways I help you breath, easier.

You are weightless, you are floating.

I take away some of the weight off your shoulder,

And with mine I give you them to cry on.

I investigate you — I read into you like a book you’ve stayed up all night reading,

I ask all the things of you which you beg to share-

I lean in- listen, I care, I understand. I empathize. I support.

I wrap you up when you are cold,

I bring laughter to your gut.

I’ am what you wanted, needed- craved in your life.

but I am not yours.

I am no ones.

I am to you all the things which I need most –

In myself and what I hope to feel from others.

But I am not light –

Inside I am lost seeking a way out of the darkness,

Begging to be forgiven,

For all the things I could and could not have given,

To those who deserved it most.

But I did give, even if not enough,

What I could of me,

With all I love.

All, I, love.