The Fixer

The Fixer

I used to lean into the vacuum
Compensate for the void with my presence
I guess it was too painful to feel the absence

Now I know that I need someone
Who fills up that space himself
And meets me at the edges

I will not be the fixer

I will not be the one who holds things together
So they don’t fall apart
I will not be the one to glue the pieces back
When they break

I will not be the fixer

I will allow you to be you
Limited in your capacity
Perhaps even destroying this relationship
In the wake of your self-sabotage or insanity

But I will not be the fixer

 

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