With you I'm
emotional,
irrational and
just plain weird
Just plain weird.
I tell you when I'm not okay.
I tell you when I'm hurting
I tell you when I'm jealous
I tell you when I have dark
thoughts that frighten me.
And you give me your shoulder
Your strong shoulder
to lean on
to cry on
But that shoulder
never sags
never bends
never wavers.
And sometimes I wonder
Am I making you be strong
for me
so you can't show
your vulnerability?
And it hurts
and I feel guilty
that I make you keep your shoulder
straight for me.
You even said no to
a ride with me
when you were ill
you even said no
to a bit of money for toys
for your grandkids
when the credit card machine didn't work.
I owe you so much
in moral support
and you didn't take a few rupees
even as a loan.
That hurt.
If I'm okay not being okay with you
I feel you need to be
okay not being okay
with me.
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