here’s an updated version of this poem
the most important part, i guess,
is that i love you –
the vulnerable way you can be at night
when you are falling asleep
& we hold each other
for the first time that day.
i’m tired of hoping
that you will become someone
new to me the following morning.
someone kind to me, good for me.
maybe when you fall asleep tonight,
you can dream about your body,
broken repeatedly then put back together,
a dream that includes everything you’ve
done to me. maybe feeling what i feel
can change you.
or maybe, just maybe, you can slip into
your sleep & stay there.
– lissa
