(no subject)
You look at me and you smile. And then you make a face to make me smile with you. I don't smile. I laugh and throw a punch at you. When it lands on your shoulder, you wince as if it really hurts, and then you put your arms around me and hold my wrists tightly so I won't be able to punch you again.
I feel you plant a kiss on the side of my neck, and I hear you whisper, "I love you" in my ear. Then, you bite me playfully in the arm and run out of the bedroom, laughing, reminding me that I can't run after you. I touch my growing belly and smirk at you as you disappear downstairs shouting, "I'll make your breakfast, love!"
I wish at night, after all the voices have died down, when you put your dance shoes in a corner to rest, you climb up in bed where I'll be waiting for you with a kiss and a warm embrace. I wish, at anytime you'd feel bad about yourself, you'd call me and cry, and I'd take a cab to see you, hide you from their eyes and cry with you until we both fall asleep.
I wish in the morning when you wake up, I'll be there to greet you with freshly cooked breakfast, a cup of coffee and a smile. I wish, when you're feeling tired you can just come to me and close your eyes and let me make everything alright. Or at least, give you a massage until you feel better.
You've had it rough this year, and the more you try to hide it, the more your eyes show how you're struggling to find your old self again. You've changed so much this year. Or at least that's how I see it. You've fluctuated like a beaten down light bulb that's been lighting up the entire world 24/7. It's tiring, but you don't seem to mind. You love it when they love you, but who doesn't, honestly?
But you know... I'll still love you even if you stopped lighting up the whole world, even for a time. I'll miss your glow, but at least I know it's because you'll be shining brighter the next time. I just hurt everytime I see you smile lately, because now I know you're hiding your hurts again.
It's okay to cry. It's okay to be weak. It's okay to be un-leader-ish sometimes. You're human too. You're entitled to your tears, so use them while you can. You'll see... it'll only make you stronger.
I wish I can hug you now, but this is all I can do...
Get well soon, sugar. I know you can get through this. I love you...
I feel you plant a kiss on the side of my neck, and I hear you whisper, "I love you" in my ear. Then, you bite me playfully in the arm and run out of the bedroom, laughing, reminding me that I can't run after you. I touch my growing belly and smirk at you as you disappear downstairs shouting, "I'll make your breakfast, love!"
I wish at night, after all the voices have died down, when you put your dance shoes in a corner to rest, you climb up in bed where I'll be waiting for you with a kiss and a warm embrace. I wish, at anytime you'd feel bad about yourself, you'd call me and cry, and I'd take a cab to see you, hide you from their eyes and cry with you until we both fall asleep.
I wish in the morning when you wake up, I'll be there to greet you with freshly cooked breakfast, a cup of coffee and a smile. I wish, when you're feeling tired you can just come to me and close your eyes and let me make everything alright. Or at least, give you a massage until you feel better.
You've had it rough this year, and the more you try to hide it, the more your eyes show how you're struggling to find your old self again. You've changed so much this year. Or at least that's how I see it. You've fluctuated like a beaten down light bulb that's been lighting up the entire world 24/7. It's tiring, but you don't seem to mind. You love it when they love you, but who doesn't, honestly?
But you know... I'll still love you even if you stopped lighting up the whole world, even for a time. I'll miss your glow, but at least I know it's because you'll be shining brighter the next time. I just hurt everytime I see you smile lately, because now I know you're hiding your hurts again.
It's okay to cry. It's okay to be weak. It's okay to be un-leader-ish sometimes. You're human too. You're entitled to your tears, so use them while you can. You'll see... it'll only make you stronger.
I wish I can hug you now, but this is all I can do...
Get well soon, sugar. I know you can get through this. I love you...