And when it all comes crashing down
At 3:30 in the morning
Because my subconscious mind
Decided to remind me
Of that night years ago,
I just ask that you be there.
Be there to hold me, and to understand
When I ask not to be touched.
Be there to let me cry in your presence
Just so I don’t feel so alone.
Be there to reassure
My newfound safety.
But please, if you can’t handle my
Waking up crying, screaming, or shaking
With pure confidence
That it won’t grow old
Because when it’s 3:30 in the morning
And the dark is too much to bear,
I need my constant.
I’ll need that one thing in my fragile life
That I know I can always hold onto.
I don’t know if I can continue
To get so invested, just to be hurt
Again and again.
So either promise me you’ll be there,
Or let me go.