Poetry: Untitled #2

You don’t have to pretend to be happy

Or forfeit yourself to please me

And I’ll understand it

You’re free to exploit yourself

Or condemn someone else

And I’ll sympathize with it

I’ll listen to your highs and your lows

Your to’s and your fro’s

And I’ll keep it

You may choose to take off and take flight

Or stay in one place all your life

And I won’t judge it

You can fall into the abyss

On the way to your bliss

I’ll empathize with it

I’ll hear you’re deepest of loathes

Your sensory overloads

And I’ll forgive it

I accept you for who you are

I accept you if you change

Even if you fuck up

I bet you’re wondering when

You’ve conditionally filled

My proverbial cup

Solace knows no judgment

Or knows when you’ve confessed

One too many sins

But this is only love

And love that only I

Can truly give

I’ll commit to your certainty doubts

Your claustrophobic freak-outs

I won’t forsake you

I’ll decode your astral premonitions

Stabilize cerebral elevations

I’m not above it

I’ll grant you space to travel

Or love you from afar

Even if it means I’ll lose you

♥Kimokeo