About
I light the path with open hands,
Share glimpses of my day like sand—
Slipping through with light and grace,
A photo here, a smiling face.
You say you care—then let it show,
A picture, thought, just let me know.
It isn’t strange to need to see
The world you walk when not with me.
I give, and give, my window’s wide,
While you keep yours all locked inside.
Balance breaks—as I just want love to grow,
But feel the chill of your quiet "no."
You called my energy weird to you,
So here I stand, no longer through—
I won’t keep reaching, asking more,
Since you won’t match my light,
I’ll match yours.
