I can’t ask for patience,
because I’ll receive more patience - topped with more problems.
I can’t ask why,
because I’ll only receive more questions.
It’s hard to make a decision,
especially when the decision doesn’t solely affect you.
It’s being that responsible, dependable person -
in so many lives that ruins the flexibility of your own.
I want that certainty that you’ve always been there for me,
and will continue to be so.
When I look back -
I want to see two sets of footsteps…
One mine, and one yours.
I know that if I look back to see single footsteps,
they aren’t mine…. but yours.
Just help me through this -
just as you have with everything else that life has thrown at me.
That’s all I ask.