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long before the world placed you in my arms,   you lived in me.   i felt you in the silence of lonely nights,   in the soft wish i made to the stars.   i carried you in the deepest part of me,   where love was not found but formed.   i have seen you before, in trembling hands that reached for love but closed into fists,   in the doe eyes that never cried,   ‘cause tears were a door never safe to open.   i have seen you in Ray.   in little Molly,   in the girl i once was.   in that moment, i made a promise: “no child of mine,   no child under my sky,   will ever have to do tea parties alone.” you will not do 200 ballet pliés to quiet your sadness.   nor stand at the edge of love wondering if it will stay.   you will not be asked to trade your tears for perfect grades   or a quiet, collected face when all you ever needed was to be held.   because i will hold you.   i will teach you to dance, to loosen up, and to let go.   and even if my hands falter, i will always take you spinning on the giant teacup rides,   through every storm, every silence and every trembling night.   i will be the arms that never let go of you.   the heart that never goes numb.   the home that stands unshaken,   even when the world forgets to be kind to you.   and if the world asks, where did i find you?   i will press a kiss to your hair, smile and say, you were always mine.   you were always coming home, for the day i was born & so were you.
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Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 11:26 AM UTC
born loving you.
long before the world placed you in my arms,   you lived in me.   i felt you in the silence of lonely nights,   in the soft wish i made to the stars.   i carried you in the deepest part of me,   where love was not found but formed.   i have seen you before, in trembling hands that reached for love but closed into fists,   in the doe eyes that never cried,   ‘cause tears were a door never safe to open.   i have seen you in Ray.   in little Molly,   in the girl i once was.   in that moment, i made a promise: “no child of mine,   no child under my sky,   will ever have to do tea parties alone.” you will not do 200 ballet pliés to quiet your sadness.   nor stand at the edge of love wondering if it will stay.   you will not be asked to trade your tears for perfect grades   or a quiet, collected face when all you ever needed was to be held.   because i will hold you.   i will teach you to dance, to loosen up, and to let go.   and even if my hands falter, i will always take you spinning on the giant teacup rides,   through every storm, every silence and every trembling night.   i will be the arms that never let go of you.   the heart that never goes numb.   the home that stands unshaken,   even when the world forgets to be kind to you.   and if the world asks, where did i find you?   i will press a kiss to your hair, smile and say, you were always mine.   you were always coming home, for the day i was born & so were you.
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