I open the door
you fall into me,
letting go of everything
and I’m left holding your weight.
You kiss my neck in apology
Your clutch and tears speak in unison
“I wish I were stronger”

The anger at the worry, the sleepless night,
at the smell of booze and cocaine
all dissipates
and I hold you;
the idealist, artist, romantic and addict.
I kiss your neck and hold all of you

for as long as I can.

“I wish I were stronger too”