you allowed me to rest my head on your leg. allowing me to find comfort in the seat in which we traveled. the minutes they passed. my eyes grew heavier, and i began to drift in and out of sleep. you draped your arm over my side and carefully placed your fingers between mine. and back to sleep i fell.
down the steps i started, in the opposite direction you came. setting me off balance you threw your arms around me, held me tight. you reassured me i was supposed to be there. i felt fine.
i was cold and empty. i sat there crying. i told you what i could, through the keys and over the line. you helped me breathe. you allow me to think. i told you to shut up, to stop asking me questions. i cried more. i wanted to go to you. to fall asleep on your couch, to you telling me it was okay, to you playing with my hair. i wanted to fall asleep feeling safe. but i couldnt get to you.
i fell asleep with my fingers on the keys..
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