No. 2

I run my fingers down you, slowly,

contemplating, what to say.

“Shhh! You don't have to speak.

I will hold your hand.

I will hang onto your every word.

I won't judge you.

I will only encourage you

to say what you have kept

suppressed inside of you.

Our relationship,

though it may feel mechanical,

will be an instrument of growth.

I want you to use me the way they used you.

I want you to mark them, one by one,

and when there is nothing left of me to give -

I then hope you realize everything, and everyone is replaceable.”

Sincerely,

Bic