need

i get vulnerable

and the dark is the only place that doesn't mind

the only place that won't pull the sheets from my eyes

and force me into acting stronger than i am

the dark also keeps secret

the truth that can be found

in the expression on my face

when my hands seek out the warmth of your touch

because your touch feels like home to me

and even in the dark

i can feel

the strength and courage in your chest

but i love best

when you let my vulnerability

lay against you

and you make your heart soft for me

sometimes i wish i were stronger

and not need your heart so much

but i rarely am

and i am not sorry

i am not sorry and neither is the darkest hour of my heart

.

~j