Don't You Dream Impossible Things?: “When You're Going Through It, I'll Be There To Hold Your Hand” ; to Taylor Swift.

andthatlittleblackdress:

I think
I will spend the rest of my life
with reddened marks
deep embedded bruises of fingertips
from how hard you squeezed
to let me know you were there
when no one else was.

I think
I will walk around this earth forever
with your untouchable ghost
whispering in my ear
whenever the sinking feeling
starts up again.

I think
I will be followed straight down until the end
by a sea of words
once hidden away in the secrecy
of your journal
lapping at my feet
whenever I get stuck
in my own personal
deserts.

I think
I will forever hear your voice
calling me from the other side
of every mountain I’ll ever have to climb.

And I really think
you deserve to know all of this
I think you should know
that I have met others, as well
with the same
reddened marks
on their hands
and they show these
proudly
to the world
without an ounce of fear
because you taught them to do so.

Every thing I’ve written
in the past seven years
was written only
because you told me
that I had it in me.