I am not your second line of defense.
I am your first.
I can protect you, just like you protect me.
They'll have to get through you before they can get through me.
It's okay to cry.
You came into this world, crying, because you were confused, brought into a whole new world, a new life.
You can cry when you're confused, frustrated, or just don't know what to do.
And I can hold you, like you hold me.
And you can feel safe in my arms.
I can rock you to sleep like you did for me.
It's okay to wake up, terrified, from a nightmare.
You can cry.
You can shake. I'm here. I'll hold you.
I love it when you moan.
It's beautiful.
I love it when you show me emotion.
You're you. You're human. I wanna see that.
**** what the world thinks a man should be.
Yes, you are a man but,
You're human.
You're my human.
And I love you for every part of you.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
I am not your second line of defense.
I am your first.
I can protect you, just like you protect me.
They'll have to get through you before they can get through me.
It's okay to cry.
You came into this world, crying, because you were confused, brought into a whole new world, a new life.
You can cry when you're confused, frustrated, or just don't know what to do.
And I can hold you, like you hold me.
And you can feel safe in my arms.
I can rock you to sleep like you did for me.
It's okay to wake up, terrified, from a nightmare.
You can cry.
You can shake. I'm here. I'll hold you.
I love it when you moan.
It's beautiful.
I love it when you show me emotion.
You're you. You're human. I wanna see that.
**** what the world thinks a man should be.
Yes, you are a man but,
You're human.
You're my human.
And I love you for every part of you.
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