I’ve known you forever.
For as long as I’ve known myself.
You are a part of me, and I am yours.
I’ve seen you go through more than your share
and I wish I was there…
To tell you that it’s okay to cry
and to ask why.
It’s okay to shout and open your heart,
and let your feelings rip you apart.
For there will always be a chance for you
to put yourself back together;
yes, tomorrow may be far,
but close enough for you to hope for a fresh start.
I wish I could tell you then
that life goes on…
with or without you,
and that time flies,
taking away all you once had.
But you will always have me with you, beside you,
to hold your hand and walk you through,
for what is gone, may not come back, ever.
But once the wounds heal and your heart has mended itself,
life takes a new form.
Yes, you will never be the same again,
only wiser and stronger,
ready to take care of yourself.
I know we were young and immature,
afraid to take some chances then.
Yes, we took some that didn’t turn out so great;
we made mistakes and weren’t ready to wait.
But that’s how we learnt, and we’re more mature now,
ready to understand the “what,” “why,” and “how.”
I wish I could tell you
that no one loves you more than me,
for I can see your soul and I know how you feel,
but I was caught up back then…
As you’ve grown within me, so have I,
and all I want you to know is
that life has its twists and turns
and you may not always be prepared
but I’ll always be with you.
Every now, and even then.
For you, little one,
are a part of me,
and I am yours.
Together, we will always be.