I love your hands your lips and how you smell i love your voice and the words you use i love the stories you tell me i love jokes and the questions you suggest i love your sentences and how you Live and you share my love poem
I'm exhausted from trying to be stronger than I feel. I'm truly trying to forgive and let go. I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of crying. I know I'm enough. I just have to reiterate that dialogue internally and focus on the good.