Sleeping on the couch

She says “you should
go to therapy.”

She means “I love you
and I want you to
survive the deep waves
of sorrow that pull you
away from me, leave you
gasping for air.”
“I want you to thrive and
fan the spark of hope I see
gleaming in your eyes.”

I hear “you are broken
and I am not the person
who can fix you.”

I am broken.
I am not the person
who can fix me.