my door is always open

bring joy or all your sadness i can boil the kettle and make your favorite drink in a heartbeat prepare something to eat i have floral pillows on my couch all trained to handle tears they absorb them with enthusiasm i can listen i can speak in life lessons or tell you that i don't know what to say but

i can stay

with too many fluffy blankets and music and you can stay

only arrive

we do what we can and then

we survive