3/24/11

Rough Days
By Carly Wells


Please don't ask me to give up on you. Because I cant, I wont, I refuse to let go of you. I'll never stop reaching, never stop trusting or believing that you are worth every single second of this. Countless tears my pillow has soaked up from things you've said, or didn't say; they will only someday tell the story of how worthy you are. Of my love, my tears, my words and my life. There are moments when I know for sure you do not deserve me staying, you don't deserve me pushing into your heart even when you spit in my face. But, who says who gets love? The love that oozes into my heart, day after day, I never deserved.

But you, you love me as well as you can, and that has to be enough for me. There's days when I need a hug, and you keep walking, or I ache for an "I love you" and you spit out some kind of sarcasm. But there's countless days when you were and said exactly what I needed. And that will always be worth it to me. When you hold me in a long embrace and let me melt, or listen to my pain coming out of every word, or when you just sit and talk, and I know you love me. Sometimes you don't even have to say it. I know.I just know.

You. Your heart, your mind, your face, is worth every second of this hell called breakthrough we're fighting for. The darkest days is worth it. I refuse to leave you alone in this place. You will never be alone.


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21 years old, going after social justice issues in California. She writes whenever something stirs her deeply, and spoken words alone wont suffice.