I’m glad I can at least deal with it
I can always manage
but I always hate the thought of it
I hate how they make you feel
& how I don’t see an out for you
not through me, at least.
I would love to grab your hand
& save you from the current of the raging sea
like I usually do,
but it seems this time I am not strong enough.
so I must instead send you with a raft
& a strong push from the dock.
I know this is a journey you must take alone.
yet I still try to swim after you
after a long & deliberate stare at the horizon
where the sky meets the sea
where I know you should be
& something within me knows
I’ll never catch up to you,
but I still try.
I can never sit here complacently
as you paddle tirelessly
through the waves & the storms,
I know I alone cannot help you,
but truly I do wish you the best.
