The Wrong Side of Right

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I have always had this obsession with wanting to fix someone who is broken.

I want to be the shoulder to cry on when you're at your worst— broken, defeated, on the edge.

I want you to be able to rely on me when you feel the weight of the world crashing in on you.

I want you to immediately come to me as soon as you have the urge to harm your beautiful, delicate skin or when you feel like enough is enough and swallowing that bottle of pills is your only way out.

I will always put an insane amount of pressure on myself to fix you and help you in any way that I can, but I will never be able to imagine what I would do or how I would feel if you did something bad to yourself.

I have to be the person that could never be there for me when I needed it, but it's so incredibly hard to be. And maybe that's why you left.

I'm finally starting to understand

- unknown