Pictures from when you were six, hand drawn birthday cards hung on the fridge, the look you had when you had when you asked me to explain, when you already knew, but you wanted me to tell you.
All the hours that it takes, for us to count to ones we throw away, in all our haste, we almost burned tomorrow, in the flames of yesterday.
You should know, you’ve always owned, the lions’ share of all the thoughts my head could hold. I needed time to grow, settle into my own, so I could be a person you’d be proud to know.
A few home videos on DVD, a cardboard box of notes you wrote to me, all the ways that you and I were the same, and all the faults in me that you forgave.
All the hours that it takes, for us to count to ones we throw away, in all our haste, we almost burned tomorrow, in the flames of yesterday.
You should know, you’ve always owned, the lions’ share of all the thoughts my head could hold. I watched you grow, all on your own, and you’ve become a person that I’m proud to know.
You should know, you’ve always owned, the lions’ share of all the love my heart could hold. I watched you grow, all on your own, I hope I’m still a person that you’re proud to know.
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