02.21.21

I think I've found what I'm looking for
Deep in the needs of some others
Down in the weeds we recover

Wrecked the spring, earned the summer
Made amends with a lover
It's not out of reach from my shoulders

God it's just so sweet
The way you hold your oddness lightly
And they still make the same mistake
Confusing confidence with strength
You're the laughter at the wake

I've learned that all times are fleeting
Both the pain and the healing
Winter has these cracked fingers bleeding

I've made a choice not to fail us
Only these palms will be calloused
I hope you'll bask in my softness
Soak it all in