I have never shared
As I share with you.
In this intimate proximity
I drop my guard,
Daydreaming in your presence,
Safe, Knowing
You won't jump up and down
On the crystalline structure,
Fragile in its making
Stretched across the imagination.
The grace you give me,
In allowing me to totter along beside
On this most arduous of journeys.
The lessons you taught
On the importance of family
And how to save me
From myself.
In standing beside me
In those dark drunken years,
When I thought the bottle
My only friend.
I was wrong; I had you and more
It was on the precipice of losing
That,
I was reborn.
The depth of empathy
You radiate,
Sometimes too deep,
So deep you put
Yourself at the bottom,
Holding others reality together,
Softens even me.
On the day,
I can no longer keep up
(We both know this world
Is not meant for me)
And I escape out the window,
As you box up my things,
Looking for a piece of me,
Know that:
I have never shared
As I share with you.
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My Papi's Mid-life Crisis
RandomI'm forty two and in danger of falling through the cracks of mediocrity; also known as a midlife crisis. I don't drive, so I can't buy a fancy car to fix it. I love my wife, so I can't have an affair with another woman. This book is part of my attem...
