Heavy-Hearted Baby
you made me sad again tonight. it's with feelings like these felt and words like this spoken that i can't wait to come home and write out extensively. the strain in the back of my throat comes from the endless amount of praise i want to give you, the endless amount of comfort i want to share, the endless amount of love i want to show you. all because you deserve it. it is too difficult to place what i feel into a confined space of time, which is exactly the reason why i am going to take as long as it takes to express everything from my mind and heart to yours. all of it is for your benefit, i promise. as we lay down on the sidewalk, you tell me of events of the past you wish you could cry about, and since you don't, you say you feel worthless. listen to me though, i could shed enough tears to make a river, to give you a chance to save yourself from the flood and maybe then you could finally see how strong you are. you really are. i don't know what it is that makes me so unbelievabely sad when i see anyone on this earth feel low about themselves, especially you. we are people here, we deserve to be happy with ourselves. typically one complains and mutters about their awful life and low self-esteem in a clear attempt to fish out compliments, but when you do it it is so very different. i have never heard the words of someone be so desolate and indifferent. it tears me apart to know that the chest i rest my head on doesn't know why it's filled with air. baby i can tell you you're the best, and i can tell you that "you're gonna make me cry" but really, you don't even know how honest i am about it all. your insecure shrugs are like a call to arms. and one night i swear, i promise you'll see yourself in a different light. i will crawl inside of you and whisper to every one of your bones that they are so much stronger than they think they are. brittle attitudes are nothing i can't see through, so leave it behind. you're the one who needs my love the most right now.