You reach out and you talk 
You say you miss me...?
How? Why even? I'm right here
Show me then..
You say you love me..?
But sometimes it's hard to feel 
It's hard to believe...
So make me feel it..
Or... What are we doing here? 
Show me your love 
Show me your passion 
And if you say you can't 
Then?
Let me go?
I was going to go... I said I'd give you what you wanted...
But you gave me hope. 
And I stayed...
I don't want to go
I never want to go 
You are who I want
Why waste any more days?
What is there to wait for? 
But
I stayed because of you
Why did you want me to stay? 
I still don't know and maybe you don't either 
So put hand to pen or tongue to words 
Or give me back my vip access 
And show me what you want from me
And if you're too broken and if you're too sad and if you're too fucked up 
Then show me that 
Show me the worst things about yourself,
Show me your fears and the things that you do not speak, not even in the mirror 
Show me what you can handle, and I will handle it with you 
This was a safe space, it was built just for you...
I won't say a word, I will just hold you and tell you you're okay 
But show me something, anything, tell me why I'm still here. 
Or ignore this 
Like you try to ignore the pain, like you try to ignore the things that once happened, like you try to ignore the fear, like you try to ignore all the things that your mind is forcing you to look at...
But ignoring it just reinforces it, the pain grows and it stays in place and it keeps you in place 
And the fear remains.
And there's no room for anything else because you can't let it go. 
You deserve more than being kept in place.
But I swear to God... I swear to everything that I know that might be holy... It does not have to be like that.
Life does not need to feel empty,... You do not need to suffer in silence.
I mean, fuck, do you not hear the pain that I convey?
Let suffer together
And honestly I don't think you want to be alone..
You let the pain slip, here and there, sometimes unknowingly.... And so I want to ask, and I want to know
But of course, in the end, it's up to you because I can't choose for you 
I can't make you choose your peace 
I can't make you choose me 
I can't make you choose to open that beautiful heart of yours 
That's on you 
But if you ever want to try and show me...and you find that it's too heavy to lift, Just ask and I will be behind you, holding you up...