Sunday, 23 October 2016

Who you need me to be.

My heart aches when you cry.
A pain in my chest.
A burn in my core.
When the tears can't be controlled,
When the agony is so very real,
I am changed.
I am not who I want to be.
It has to be enough that I am,
Who you need me to be.

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