Did you know that that guy you said you loved
imagined himself to be the grieving parent of
a castaway floating out into hopelessness?
I guess others have supported me so often
that that’s all I want to do now.
But that’s also why happiness can’t break through me
like sunlight through clouds. I like to help people.
That’s just the way it is.
And I thought you could love me
for the way that I could hold a space like that.