Will You Stand Next to Me When I’m Broken?

Will you stand next to me when I’m broken?Or will you go somewhere else – to let me be aloneTo let me be privateTo let me grieve, to be shaken, to be less than perfectSo your vision of me isn’t marredSo you can remember the good timesMe healthyMe laughing. Or can you stand next to… Continue reading Will You Stand Next to Me When I’m Broken?