Love My Sadness The Same

Who are you to saunter into my loneliness

And then accuse me of loving my sadness?

I have learned to embrace what is my own.

You, with your hand full of promises,

And heart full of adventure,

Will leave with the first promise of a new adventure.

You do not know how to stay.

And that’s okay;

I accept that’s you.

But I have learned not to call those who leave as my own.

That way lies only heartache.

My sadness remains with me,

My staunchest fighter, holding me strong.

When your promises fade,

My loneliness cascades over every place those promises have touched.

They are like me.

Too often, they don’t know where to go.

So don’t donne on another name

Come to my doorstep and call me to let down my hair.

I am in no need of saving, savior.

I am not your next adventure.

I am not your shelter in the dark.

Don’t come asking me leave my faithful warriors behind

Following you to your new horizon.

If you love me,

Love me more than leaving

Love me enough to stay,

Love my sadness the same.