handle with safety

i’ll handle your story with safety. i know it’s fragile. 
i won’t accidentally spill it or let it break. 
whatever you’ve trusted me with, it has been a while, 
since we have been wide awake

i know that you’re anxious. i know you can’t answer why. 
i also am sure it gets better, if you just let.
the secret of moving the universe is to try – 
there’s nothing more clear than that

i’ve seen them, the quitters. i bet you’re not one of those, 
they often get buried in arguments – or a grave
one day i got tired of saving them – i suppose, 
they didn’t want me to save

so when there’s a messy old planet – don’t even dare, 
begin with yourself, start with tidying up your room, 
and out of the darkness that haunted you everywhere
i swear you’ll begin to bloom