I won’t ask….
I won’t ask for you to hold space as I pour out my heart and get naked right before you.
You have no responsibility to my heart and nakedness
I won’t ask for you to look beyond my tears, my anger, and even my smile and see what is happening just below the surface.
You have no responsibility to see me
I won’t ask you for you to reach out just to connect, to invite me to do things, or want to build this thing we have and find new depths.
You have no responsibility to depth