Do you know
How much you are loved?
I would say to the moon and back
But that's a little too cliche
Truth is
It's hard to define how much
Because love for you increases daily
With the little things you do
And the more love you show

Have you ever
Felt unwanted
Felt like you were a burden
Like it was a struggle to accommodate you?
Like they didn't want you
But they didn't want to really tell you?
Like they wanted you out
And passive aggression was how they said it?

Have you ever
Been rejected
Without being told so?
Been made to feel unwelcome
By those you thought wanted you?
Been told that you were unwanted
Inaudibly yet loudly?

It is hurtful
To find yourself having the reality check
From thinking you had a support system
From thinking you were loved
To knowing that you were being tolerated
To knowing that it was a facade
That they put on for someone's benefit
From thinking someone had your back
From thinking you could let go and let them
To knowing that you are on your own
To knowing you have been on your own
For a very long time
Without the realization that you were

I love how you smile
To my 'I love you '
As if to say you know
That you are the reason for my smiles
And frowns as well
As if to say you know
That I love you without effort

I love the way you repeat
After my calling you baby
As if to say you know
That it means you are my world
That you are the reason I work
Hard to get you the dream
The joy of being happy
The joy of being loved
Exactly how you should be

I'll stay happy
Though sometimes sad
When you aren't happy
Though sometimes angry
When you are being difficult
Though sometimes sorrowful
When you don't get what you need
But never will my love waver
Because you are indeed
Something to live for

I wanna be the woman who calls
Not because I'm expected to
But because I want to
The one who remembers the details
Of the things you say
Of the events and activities
The one who remembers the dates
Not because I'm expected to
But because I was listening
The one who looks closely
At you and yours
At your feelings and emotions
The one who catches your discomfort
Way before you speak of it
The one who catches your joy
Just before it launches
The one who listens to what you don't say
The one who knows when you don't wanna speak
The one who knows when to listen and not talk
The one who knows when to support
When to critique and when to criticize
The one who does it all with love

I met him
The guy who replaced you
Where we used to meet
He did something
Something I thought only you
Only you would understand
Only you would relate to

It was hard to resist
The urge to call you
And rant about it
Make sarcastic jokes about it
And laugh about how
He was making do
In the terrible job you had

But then I checked myself
I realized I just found
Someone who gets my sarcasm
Someone who gets me
Someone I wanna share stuff with
And that's how it went
The urge to be reckless
To reach out to you

Amazing, isn't it?

If someone took
A picture of us right now
They would see you
Without knowing it's you

They wouldn't know
That this glow in my face
Comes from my love for you
They wouldn't know
That this lovely fitting T-shirt
Comes from your closet

They would not know
That this candy he ***** on
Was bought with your money
They would not know
That the comfy diaper he has on
Was bought with your love

They wouldn't know
That the love we are sharing
Expands with the thought of you
They wouldn't know
That the prospect of a future
Expands with knowing you are in it

They would never know
That I'm happier because of you
That he's happier because of you

They would be taking a picture
A complete reflection of you
And they wouldn't have a clue
Of how incredible a mirror you are

In the midst of company
We will be sitting
Half listening half talking
Not concentrating
Not giving it our all

We want to give the most
Utmost attention to devices
Devices that give us joy
While stealing our humanity
Stealing our reality
Replacing it with fake
A fake we immediately embrace
Making it our reality

We are busy creating
Versions of ourselves
Personas created in devices
Behind camera lenses
Infront of photo softwares
Through internet connections

Without our devices
We barely survive
We are addicted
Without knowledge
Of our deep rooted addiction

We are dependent
Not just on power
But power in our hands
Giving us ability
To be anything
To be everything
Everything we are not
Slowly losing ourselves
To a life of want and need

Needing that fix
Infront of a bright screen
Like morning coffee
We open our eyes to screens
Like a nightly novena
We close our eyes to screens