I Extend Out My Hand

I extend out my hand to be a shimmering light.
I apologize if my intentions were cloudy in your scarred eyes.
The word friend appears to be nonexistence.

My hands have wounds too.

I extend out my hand to be a guide.
There are no rules, just comfort and the bellow echo of understanding.
I want to be something that you never had.

My heart has cried forgotten tears.

Let’s build the foundation on something concrete, not quicksand.

Let’s establish a friendship, not dreamscape a relationship.

I extend out my hand.

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