i can still hear your voice
in the pindrop
when time has an echo
you're speaking assurance
and kissing my forehead
to let me know i can
still sleep and wake
up the next morning.
as grown as i think i've become
i still feel the need to be a child
to be wrapped in invulnurability
just for a beat and a breath
until i get the feeling
that someone else is going
to shoulder the weight of the world
before life even knows i'm scared.
even though i'm strong and
even if the world crashes, and
i hold my own,
i'd rather you be here
so i could hear you in everything
instead of in between it.