Sometimes,
I get tired.
You should know
That I try to tell you;
I try to tell you my sorrows and woes.'
Sometimes,
Yes sometimes
I try.
You should know that you are not alone,
Yet you act as such.
You should know that I will always console,
Yet you break me apart.
Hundreds of miles away,
Millions of people dying,
A billion problems between us;
I put on a brave face.
You,
You do not.
Sometimes
I am exhausted.
You should know
That I have an amazingly brave face.
When we talk
Through tearful texts and cold calls,
I am an amazingly brave face.
You are not.
You should already know
You aren't shouldering the weight of our world--
I am.
I always have.
Sometimes
You drain me.
The way your voice aches for attention
And pines for premature pain.
The way your eyes yours eyes always water,
How they cloud.
Cloud with doubt.
Or sadness
Or dejectedness
Like I've rejected you.
Do you know who I am?
I am your lover before this
And your lover afterwards!
But sometimes,
Sometimes
I question if you
Accept that.
Why do I put on a brave face?
One of us had to be the strong one,
I guess.