I feel it every day.
Pricking my skin, piercing through my heart.
Living for the day, yet afraid for it to be the last.
So I embrace the pain, the sorrow, the grief.
I swallow hard as I hold back my tears.
Because you only deserve to see me smile.
I look away so you don’t see my sadness.
I laugh at your jokes and pretend to yawn because inside I am crying.
I love seeing you happy.
I remember things.
I remember places.
I remember songs.
I remember words you used to say.
I remember everything.
Every little thing.
Leave me my tiny thorns, give me wounds that won’t heal.
It’s okay… It’s okay.