Damia RayI have the kinds of loves
who love me when my other loves
are hurting
and I am collateral damage
When I rang them
in tears
voice breaking
in fear
I asked if they had spoons
to let me vent -
could they help
pick up my pieces?
And they told me
Yes!
Be there in 10 minutes
And when they arrived
they held me
while I cried
outside the crowded restaurant.
—sometimes this is what love looks like
Damia Ray (@[email protected])
I have the kinds of loves in my life who hold space for me to be in tears; who hold my hand through fears; who hold my heart; and make me laugh until I cry and laugh and laugh and fill my heart with the music of loving laughs. I am loving well, and well loved. — Having and holding, in sickness and in health. #SmallMoments #SmallPoems #BeautifulTruth