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I Need You to Lift Me Up

But perhaps I’m just too down…

“A million words would not bring you back. I know because I tried. Neither would a million tears. I know because I cried.”
— Unknown

I need you to lift me up, when the waters are too heavy for me to wade through, exhausting and depleting all energies I’ve mustered to just stay afloat, lest I drown in my own damn sorrow.

I need you to lift me up, when the gravity’s force is stronger than my will to live — live alone, that is — without you by my side any longer. Are you watching me from above, living life alone… oh, so utterly alone?

I need you to lift me up, when the words of others are too overwhelming for me to fully grasp: must I move on from you when your funeral was only months ago? Or did the months turn to years already? Has it been a decade? No… It can’t have been!

I need you to lift me up, when my bed keeps me tethered to my dreams and dreams alone. Don’t you remember waking up together, discussing our dreams and nightmares and goals and ambitions and successes and woes?

I need you to lift me up, when my head refuses to hold itself higher, as my chin nearly kisses my chest in aims to not properly see the world (the world that looks only black and sometimes gray).