I hurt him in ways I never meant to,
Cascaded tears down his innocent face.
Wrapped up in my own thoughts and feelings,
I forgot mine are not the only ones to care for.
I took his words and actions as insults;
They felt like paper cuts on delicate skin.
I let his attempts at clearer communication
Nearly push us over a treacherous cliff.
I have run away from so much in my life,
Tainted what could have been with fear.
I almost convinced myself that I was happier
With being left to my own devices, alone.
But he holds me still as we tread water,
Gradually finding my strength to not flee.
