i will fight for you
even when you don't bend the knee
or slay a dragon for me
even when you can't reach the stars
or bring me to mars
i will always fight for you
because there is so much love
pouring out of my chest
Oh, I just can't breathe
Oh, I just can't contain
i will fight for you
and that is a promise I will keep

You were fifth grade
so you were
my playground -
I buried small treasures
in your sand.

You were seventh grade,
lips sealed like my locker.
My safety, my trust..
I left my initials
inside your door.

You were tenth grade -
An open book,
a willing vessel;
I inked your pages
with my diary.

You were college.
You were shallow and empty.
I left you
with baggage full
of my least favorite memories.

You
You are now
but
I see future in you.
Perhaps

You'll be the
string that ties
these knots
and brings me
back to my center.

Criticism from the wrong person
Is the greatest motivation