Would you?

Would you do what I ask for? Would you give me a helping hand when I come to you with anxiety and confusion. Would you offer me a shoulder to cry on, when I get emotional? Would you encourage me to speak, when I feel like isolating? Would you let me rest when life is draining me and I feel that everything is just too much? Would you remember me when I am too consumed by my own mess that I forgot to aknowledge you? Would you listen to me, even when my words turn to into messy splerge of letters? Would you teach me, when I don’t know how and would you wait for me when I am learning? Would you sit in anger, uncomfort, dissapointment, shame and guilt for me. Would you sit in fear for me or would you avoid it? Would you avoid me?

Would you turn your back on me when I need your guidance? Would you leave the space, when I need to feel? Would you ignore me when I lost my voice? Would you force me to keep on going, when my soul craves a break? Would you forget me, when I am not giving you attention? Would you stop listening to me, when you don’t understand me? Would you refuse to lead me, when I don’t know how? Would you move on without me, when I am not able to keep up your pace? Would you refuse to feel for me? Would you let fear decide for you?

Would you love me or would you avoid me? Cause I would love you. What is the point of loving without acceptance, devotion and courage. I am not made to be enjoyed when it is convenient. I am made to be experienced. So would you?

With love, Sonja