I Love You Anyway

Submitted by Madalyn Clare on Sat, 01/27/2018 - 02:21

She didn’t want to be loved,
At least,
Not anymore.
So she refused to love.

Maybe not loving
Would turn him away,
At least,
She thought.

She screamed.
He cried.

He didn’t let go.

She yelled,
He whispered,
And all I want to know
Is what he said.

She never came
Downstairs, ever.
She would
Not even try

To fake a smile.
Everything was
Gone in her.

Others, it seemed,
Fled from disaster
Being their friendship
And left her defenseless

Against the vultures
In her mind.

She cried,
He whispered.
All I want to
Know is

As I decided
I wasn’t brave enough.

I fled.
I deserted.

“Should I have?”
Is not even a
And I feel
Half as broken
As she does

Because I
Failed her.

But I stayed
In touch with
Him, because
I really did care.

But I was scared.

Alarms blaring
Screaming for
The ambulance
Clumsy fingers
On 911
And a hospital
Run had me
On my knees
Begging for

On her and
On me.

I was angry
And afraid
And confused
And tortured-

Was this
How she
Felt waking
Up every day?

I wish I
Was as

All I want
To know
Is what
He said,

Because she returned.

Rehab done in
Weeks and therapy
Passing by,

I watched on as
She repaired,
Became a person

He smiled.

He stayed silent.

She was the hero
To pull back into
Her life, to make
All the

At least, in his

And all it took-
Of all the deeds
Of heroism I
Thought was
required to help
My friend-

All the burdens
I thought I would
Have to bear in
Saving her life-

All he did
Was whisper,
“I love you

Author's age when written
Healing is a team effort. Especially with depression.

It's a little rough around the edges, but I was inspired to write this for many reasons.


This is so poignantly beautiful, Maddie. You capture the pain of depression so well. Well done. And the ending is perfect! I love the note of hope it holds.
Life is worth pushing through depression for. It always is. And those few that are willing to hold us through our darkest days and say "I love you anyway" are so precious.
Thank you for sharing this gem with us.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

I love a song called I Am Stronger by Unkle Adams that speaks on this subject.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

'I love you anyway'
That's powerful. Lovingly constructed but still conveys a raw feeling that I LOVE. Well done, Juju.

When I worship, I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.