(no subject)
Always knew these sets of ribs were too small for my emotional capacity
And one day I fear I may splinter some with this excess of sentiment
Wanting to sleep for a long long time and wake up in the comfort of my own bed at home
To the sound of my parents' laughter
To your smile
To the warmth of late morning sun on my toes
But I tuck these sentiments under layers of my smile again
convinced that if you were to see me the way I truly was
you would not love me the way you say you do now
And one day I fear I may splinter some with this excess of sentiment
Wanting to sleep for a long long time and wake up in the comfort of my own bed at home
To the sound of my parents' laughter
To your smile
To the warmth of late morning sun on my toes
But I tuck these sentiments under layers of my smile again
convinced that if you were to see me the way I truly was
you would not love me the way you say you do now