Ev’ry single time
I start to worry,
I should rush to tell
you in a hurry.
I get so worked up
about all the “if”s,
fight back all the tears
and hide all the sniffs.
I do not know why
because if I speak,
you help me be strong
when I’m feeling weak.
Just know I love you
for being yourself,
and not letting me
hide up on a shelf.
