to meet me

i am 

dating myself 

walking 5 miles 

just to meet me

You Painted The Galaxy

you painted the galaxy, child 

dialing gamma 

I think you have the ability to call it to you
then, you left paint in the sink 

I scrubbed it out and thought about 

universal law 

like the law of what a mother should never have to do

and the moment where I heard you

and you could tell 

like a child-led equation
solved:

adults are too logical

= don't explain away my feelings

you never spend time with me

= you aren't present with me

I'm sorry

for not listening 

until I finally did

Thank you for making it so clear

you made it painfully clear, my child

there is no heartbreak like a mother's 

You say you are an expert 

at eavesdropping 

and you assign color to thoughts

color = emotion 

so you know what thoughts to listen to 

and what thoughts to ignore

you practice on strangers 

but sometimes you misread mine

you read that I don't love you 

how can that ever feel true?

I have learned that feelings can deceive even the most intuitive listening

so I have to say it out loud
I have learned that words don't say it all
so I have to sit in it as I speak

I love you

Do you feel loved now? 

I will never leave you