Comments about Doris Johnson
I’m afraid for her.
I’m afraid that every time she helps me, and protects me from myself I’ll break her.
Afraid that once she sees who I truly am, she’ll break.
That she’ll run away, or live my emotions along with me.
Afraid that her smile will once disappear.
I’d never survive that, I’m afraid that once she’s broken nothing can repair her, or me.
I’m afraid that once she sees how I live, how I do what I do, or what I can do, she’ll be broken.
My heart clenches every time I think about he