Sunday, July 7, 2013

Heart Cry

I was five when I first met you
you gave me a stuffed dog
 that I never put down
you were so far ahead of me
yet I struggled to catch up
I never saw you very much
you were always gone
and when you were with me
I was a bit shy with you

desperately wanting validation from you
but somehow always falling short
I finally matured and grew to like myself
in spite of not knowing who I was
no longer needing you to approve of me
I finally knew freedom from the loneliness
I had always carried with me

now that I am older
my heart cries out for you
not because of the emptiness
you never filled for me
but because of the love
you never accepted

May 3, 2011

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