Pull Me Close
You tell me not to say the things I do -
Like "I’m not good enough for you.”
You tell me that I am as you slowly grab my hand.
You smile and look into my eyes,
You remind me of all the things you love.
You tuck my hair behind my ear,
As you tell me not to worry,
But deep inside there's so much fear.
At night, we lay in bed.
You wrap your arm around me,
You ask me what is wrong,
I whisper to you "nothing."
You know that's not true, but instead,
You softly kiss my head,
Pull me close and say goodnight.
-H.M. Jackson
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