I’m sorry I can’t come to the phone right now. I’m busy cutting open Fruit Gushers and squeezing all of the goo into a glass so I can take a shot of it because that has always been a dream of mine and now that I’m an adult with a job, I finally have the means to make it a reality. Please leave your name and number after the beep.
Very early on in life,
I learned that we couldn’t fix people.
The first time I heard my mother cry,
I was 7.
And even though I was young,
I swore the sound of her sobs
was also the sound of my heart shattering.
And I remember hugging her,
Because I thought that maybe if I held her tightly enough,
she wouldn’t fall apart.
I learned that I was wrong about that, too.
Fast forward ten years,
And here I am again,
Trying to fix you.
And even though I know that we can’t fix people,
I’m still giving it my best damn shot anyway,
Because the very fact that you are broken,
broke me too.
And I learned that
When we try to fix people,
We realize just how broken we are.