So I unearthed this old poem from my Tumblr account. I used to write a lot of poems. Many were sad. This one is one of the most emotional ones, I think. I shall write more poems again, happier ones.
Not that you asked, but I want to tell you how I feel.
I feel stuck, immobile, unable to extend action or compassion far enough for you to feel and acknowledge.
Not that you asked, but I want so much to be by your side.
I want to hold your hand when you feel pain and despair. You are not alone.
Not that you asked, but I want to be your source of courage and strength.
I want to help you accept what we cannot change and cannot foresee with an open heart.
Not that you asked, but I want to tell you every day that you will be okay.
Though we both know that ‘okay’ can amass to countless meanings, everything will always be okay in the end.
Not that you asked, but I want to help you rise above this obstacle.
I believe you to be a great many things, one of which is no quitter. I know you will keep standing up.
Not that you asked, but I want to make you smile and laugh when you feel like there is no longer any reason to.
Laughter was our greatest companion;let it be so again.
Knowing my place is knowing that I can’t give anything voluntarily without you asking.
If only you’d ask.
– Aug 31, 2011