I told you it was because the old one was full of you, but if we're being honest...
The new one is too.

You made me feel worthless, weak, and alone.

Like the stings you strum you played me well, falling back into your dark spell. With the secrets, and the lies I found myself seeking shelter.

You never kept me safe, you just wanted to here, in complacency with you.

I'm giddy;
it's like high school. Your smile buckles my knees, and your laughter makes me weak.

I can't wait to see you.
Thoughts of you, and your silly jokes, confused face, and that hair.
You're Beautiful.

Your eyes are so full of life, and I can't get enough.

Watching her was a gift.
She had yet to see me come in, she was raw with emotion, and I got to witness the way she breaks, and how she takes it all in.

There’s a lot of smiling; even when confused.
She paces the floor and wraps presents while making dinner; she’s so precise.

On occasion you can see her eyes water, a panic sets in as she pulls her hands threw her hair, exhaling. Taking a moment to shake it off.

She continues, and repeats.

She can play the role of fine and under control so well.

If I never caught this moment I’d never think she breaks at all.