Here I Am

Here I am. Blindly walking through emotions that overrule my common sense. Quietly picking up pieces of my broken heart so I don't disturb your feelings, that you hide so well. Cautiously choosing words that won't offend you. Continuously giving every inch of who I am to over compensate your inability to go the extra mile. Willingly bending over backwards to put a smile on your face to take the focus off of the tears I'm holding back. Consistently trying to make you feel that you are loved knowing that you won't return the same gestures. Foolishly holding onto things that are easily forgotten. Compassionately listening to the stories behind your scars believing that you will help heal mine. Fearlessly believing in everything you say praying that things will be better some day.