When I think of all the tears
You cried
Without being held
The fears and pain you felt alone
I wish I could’ve grasped the light
That trickled from your heart
And sent it back
Your heart is worth
More than an unwritten song coded
In the clouds
You, whom I adore
As my best friend
And my heart,
I cannot simply put it into words how much
You mean to me
I’d rather grasp all the light in the universe and give it to you in
A box,
To see you smile
I’d even imagine you with your flame
To make you happy
Because you mean that much
More than love this is,
More than a sentimental quote.
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Such generosity of both heart & spirit, wanting so much for the other.
This was so relatable because I really would love to do all those things. But sometimes, I just can't and feel so helpless. Loved your poem Merly!