The world around me
crumbling to the ground, me
caught in the middle while pebbles of
once beautiful castle walls surround me,
you saved me.
I let you.
Me, I finally let someone, you, save me.
But why you? And why, why me?
Why would someone like you
save someone like me?
Is it because I, or the me I was before you saved me,
reminded you of the you that you were before you were the you that saved me.
I think about you and I, me and you, a lot.
What if the me I was, was never saved by you?
There would be no me, at least, not the me I am now.
No me and you.
I need you.
Me, I need you.
You need me.
You and I,
me and you,
we need us.