to you
you never made it up to me
but to me
you did it in so many ways
when you let me play my music
on the way to your grandparents
when we start to walk through the same door
and you always let me go
when we begin talking at the same time
and you always let me tell my story
even if i forget what it was
or laugh half way through
or even cry
when I said no gifts on my birthday
and you still showed up with one
when i was trying to tell everyone a story
and you made sure i knew you were listening
even when no one else was
to you
you never made it up to me
but to me
maybe i need to make up some things
for you
A few months ago, you told me you'd make it all up. Little did you know, you already had, even if you didn't need to.