Drunk Text

I can’t tell if I’m reaching out
because I need a father
or I need someone
to relate.

The grass is always greener…

But maybe one really can live
without dysfunction.

You’ve been more
emotionally available
for me than my own.

It’s pathetic.
And maybe
I am, too.

For wanting
what I don’t deserve.
For wanting
what you didn’t ask for.

Not from me.

There are professionals
for what I need.
But I…

I want to try.

I want to try
to be okay
with you.

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