You said you wanted space, and I’m trying to give it to you. But it is so hard when I still sense your pain. When I still worry about the war waged in your mind. I want to be there, I want to fight, hell I want to take your monsters and hide them from you. I would rather fight them every day than give them another shot at you. But you want space. And I don’t know if that is your way of protecting me, or if you don’t think I am strong enough. But either way, you are making me helpless.
So when you are alone, fighting for your mind, just know I am trying to respect you, and protect me. And I don’t know how much longer I can do this.
12.26.2023
-Em










