It's the words I didn't speak
That leave me vulnerable & weak
Be they soothing pillows of praise
Or cuts and scars I can't erase
The words we spell
In the tales we tell
Travel through & toward
As spells we word
Grown-up children we are
So damn close but yet so far
Stuck to you but torn apart
I'm starting to forget the start
I'm holding on and so are you
I'm crying out of gratitude
You lifted me when I was down
And set me back on solid ground
Nurtured like a withered flower
Cleansed my soul under your shower
I have you to thank my selfless lover
For only you gave me my power
Thank you for your tolerance
Your hints at my incompetence
I hope I don't forget this time around
To savior every moment we get now
K