You were the first person who sat with me in my own rain, when I couldn't even find shelter in my own skin
the first person to hold up a foam finger when I got out of bed in the morning
or stayed in public without shaking
You understood the earthquake in my voice,
the burn marks of my past without having to say a word.
You were the only person who bookmarked my failures,
clapped for the parts of me I never thought needed cheering.
I was always free falling, fumbling for flat ground
Until I found a safe place to land
You were my safe place.
And now I am wandering empty streets, the streets that we paved together.
Roads that were lit by street lights not so long ago are pitch black
my heart beats so loudly I think it wants to jump out of my chest,
find a new home, one with less trauma.
Maybe I will just keep walking until I can hold the stars in my hands
like you once held me.