love back to life

i used to think i could love someone back to life. 

we’re all broken, so who is it & what do they need?

i can be that for them.

i wanted to fast forward. truly, i’ve done this before.

& if i am worthy enough they might even revive me too.

but the hearts broke, the words cut, the wounds deepened, the sequence came dangerously close to repeating.

is it then that we finally realize it’s not their responsibility to love us at our lowest?

& perhaps it’s our honor to not take them along to the bottom either. 

but when they do see it, as it is inevitable eventually. let it only be a glimpse. 

that we fight tooth & nail out of our personal shadows & then again, for each other.

after all, i won’t ask you to treat me with the compassion & attention i neglect to show myself first.

i will want to love you back to life.

but i can’t be your cure.

& you won’t be how i cope.

you’re worth everything more than that.

& so am i.