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I don’t need to apologize to you
For being intense.
Or dense,
Or immensely irrational.

You take me raw.
Unedited,
Full of flaws
Emotional.

You accept my thoughts
And let me dream.
We can go all night
Unsupervised
Uninspired
Frustrated.
No actual plan in sight.

You share my journey
Without judgement
Without end goal.

You open yourself to me
Give me your time,
And presence.

When I face you,
My anxiety subsides.
Monochromatic
Monosyllabic.
Chaos welcomed.

It took me a long time to comeback to you, to
myself.

The blank stare doesn’t feel heavy anymore.