Don’t you feel that?

I do..

I can feel all of it

The happiness

The knowing that you are loved

The eyes of approval

The voice of comfort and reason

The hands of a soft touch

The type of touch that allows tears to run past

Your cheek on an awkward Tuesday afternoon

About 12:16 to be precise 

I’m here for you, for all of you

We will be great

We will be better

It’s hard seeing you like this, 

And honestly I thought we were okay?

That’s my bad for not fully paying attention to you and your needs. But trust me, I’m not like the 

Rest of those people, I’m here

I’m listening