She claims she loves you more,
She claims to decipher your whispers like no other

Only she sees your dreams and understands them for all they are.

She reaches into her sleep and finds your rolling tears crying out for you and your sleeping soul.

She watches the tears shape you and cover you in fear, a fear she claims that only she can understand.

Aimlessly I listen to her tell me all that you mean to her, yet at night when I lie awake I am the one swimming in your cave of cries.

I am the one who holds the light that will eventually let you find a crack and escape.

She listens but I aid you.
She may love you more but I love you bigger.