Would you catch me if I'd fall?
Would you reach out for me?
Would you grab my hand and carry me to safety?
Would you do it once? Or twice?
Would you do it a hundred times, over and over, again and again and again? 'Cause I would.
Or would you fall to death with me?
And what would be at the end of the fall?
Stone hard ground, or soft pillows, catching us. Saving us.
Would we actually die? Or would we find ourselves new born, in a better place? And what if, freedom's at the end, and above there's just more suffering?
I would risk it.
I would fucking risk it.
If there's just a little chance, that you're finally going to be free. I would. Take. The risk. If it meant for you to be happy. I'd risk it.
You mean everything to me. I hope you know that.
You're my Savior.
My fall.
And my end.
You're the hand, holding me from falling.
And you're the voice, telling me, you're going to stay with me, if I fell. That you wouldn't leave me, whatever came.
Let me be the same for you.
'Cause I would risk it.
From: Sam
To: Charly
and back
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