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You once told me it wasnt worth the effort to raise
a bird from the egg because you made the nest,
so i told you just to hold it into your heavenly hands
because if i could survive in them so could the rest.
now you know i love you more than october drop bys
or a poem i cant make come out with that forced ease,
and if you were next to me you would laugh at that there
because the first time we met you asked what it means.
well it never goes right when i hear you say that one word
even "whatever happens happens, just let it simply be."
because that bird needed the both of us that morning
but you just let it go again and let the death toll out on me.
after all of the mornings i watched him hurt you undressed
i prayed for you to just crawl up into that little space between
the air where you and i shared secrets and childhood stories,
i just want to be able to breathe in all the things you breathe.
when you tiptoe back into yourself through all of the quiet
i want you to know that my hands are here if it all hurts,
and i wont turn from you like he may have done that morning
when you werent with me and must have found a similar bird.
when you asked me to tell you a story worth hearing about
i couldnt be the one to determine the difference between us.
and i guess it's okay that you still love him more than me,
but i cant be the one to tell you if it's okay to wander or run.
you once told me it wasnt worth the effort to raise a family
because you couldnt give two shits and maybe even less.
so i'm just holding you in my not so heavenly hands now
and if you can survive there, well then so can the rest.
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