I can’t wave a magic wand and fix you, make all of your problems disappear like a rabbit in a hat, but I can be here for you, always, and I will be.
I’ll be here for you when you’re too stubborn to admit that you need help. I’ll be here for you when you’re too stubborn to admit that you actually might want it. And then I’ll be here when you’re scared of what might come after you receive it. I’ll be here for all of it.
I can’t call to the heavens and arrange for them to wash your worries away. I unfortunately don’t have the universe’s contact, or whoever’s up there pulling strings. I can’t control what happens to you and your life, but I can be here when shit hits the fan, and I will be.
I’ll be here for you when you just want to stay in bed, when you don’t want to hear about how nice the weather is or who’s coming over for dinner, or what park we took the dog to. I’ll be here for you when you don’t want to hear about the nice things going on in everyone else’s life because you just want to feel sorry for yourself. I’ll be here for you when you don’t want others to brighten the dull dark space that’s pushing your thoughts into the corner. I’ll be here and I won’t try to lighten your darkness, or steep happiness into your sadness like it’s tea in boiling water. I’ll let you feel what you’re feeling, and I’ll just be here to listen. I’ll be here waiting with acceptance, not judgment, and I’ll hope you believe that I’m telling the truth.
I can’t master some hypnotic power to make you realize that certain people aren’t good for you, that you and your life would feel so much better without them. I can’t make the bad people go away, but I can be here for you when they continue to come back. I can be here for you when they create destruction, and I’ll be here for you when you’re left alone to clean it up.
I’ll be here for you when bad people make you feel like you don’t deserve anything good in life. I’ll be here for you when those bad people try to take all the good things away. I’ll be here when you feel their words like bruises on your skin, when you play them on repeat inside your head. I’ll be here when those words leave scars that are far too deep for any band-aid to cover up, and I’ll be here to make sure you don’t pick at them, make them deeper than they were from the start. I’ll be here to take your mind away from anything to do with them and the scars they left you with, even if it’s just for the day, for an hour of back and forth texting, for a 40 second Facetime that reminds you, you are loved. I’ll be here to remind you just how wonderful you are no matter how briefly of a time frame I have (or you give me) to do it.
I can’t fix you. I can’t fix the way you see yourself. I can’t fix your life, your problems, your relationships. I can’t fix any of these things. I want to, but I can’t. So instead, I’ll just be here. I’ll be here for you, because I love you, and that’s what you do for the ones you love.